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deanscherrypie420 · 7 months ago

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Her Protector <3

A/N: I said I was inspired.. I couldn't help itttt.. Enjoy this little mess <3

Characters: Castiel, Reader Y/N, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester

Paring: Castiel X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, PDA, teasing, arguing, obliviousness, SPN hunting, mentions of spirits, mentions of murders, injuries, brief description of injuries, (Let me know if I missed something!)

Summary: After joining the Winchester brothers full time on their hunting journey, you are quickly introduced to Castiel. Now, he won't leave you alone. Everyone notices it, and now you have to figure out how to bring it up.

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She'd only been on the road with the Winchesters for a few months now. Living in the bunker was nice, but she never truly got comfortable. She always felt like it was too good, too nice, too... too normal. Well, as normal as a hunter could get.

Currently, they were in a diner eating breakfast. They had been brought to California because of a spirit who killed young women, angry for a reason they didn't know yet. She didn't know why, but she was determined to figure out the motive.

Pulling her away from her mind, Dean snatched the book she was reading out of her hand. "Seriously, we're eating. Put the book down." Dean sassed. Y/N rolled her eyes, "Since when did you give a damn about manors?" She retorted. He chuckled and shook his head.

Sam was about to speak when a man appeared in the seat in front of Y/N. She nearly spit out the mouth full of Sprite she just sipped, covering her mouth with her hand. She swallowed and turned to look at the brothers. Dean just chuckled and wrapped an arm around the man, "Y/N, meet Castiel, Castiel meet Y/N."

Castiel sticks his hand out to shake hers, and she awkwardly accepts. "Nice to meet you." Her voice was raised at the end, almost as if it was a question. Castiel nodded eagerly and pulled his hand away.

After a few minutes of awkward conversation, she noticed how Castiel hasn't stopped looking at her. "Do I have something on my face?" She asked with a playful tone. Castiel raised an eyebrow and shook his head, "No, your face looks pleasant."

Sam and Dean broke out in a fit of laughter and Y/N couldn't help but laugh along. The angel looked around at the group, confused as to what he didn't understand. "What? Was that supposed to be humorous?" He questioned.

The group laughed and teased him for some time. It was nice, relaxing even. Castiel did not feel that way though, he was so confused and trying desperately to understand the humor in it.

Such an interesting first impression.

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She'd known Cas for a few months now. They had gotten close, he often spent time with her in her room, reading or just sitting and watching her while she occupied herself.

Right now, she was reading on her bed. She was laying on her stomach, her ankles crossed in the air behind her. Castiel had appeared in her room without her knowing, sitting quietly at her desk.

He began studying her area, looking at all her different items and possessions. He lifted up one of her notebooks, them all being stacked neatly on the corner of her work surface. Opening it, he scanned the doodles that circled the words. A small smile pulled at the corner of his mouth.

He set the notebook down on his lap, glancing over at Y/N to make sure she was still engulfed in her book. Satisfied, he reached over to grab a pen from her collection. He studied the ink inside of it, a beautiful storm of baby blue ink mixed with sparkling glittery stars.

He began creating little drawings next to hers, small clouds and a smiley face that mirrored the ones she had drawn previously. He smiled, an odd sense of pride washing over him.

He closed the journal and set it back down. Then he reached over and set the pen carefully back into its container. When he pulled back, the sleeve of his trench-coat caught on a pencil and caused the case to knock over.

Immediately, she jumped back into an awkward crawl looking position, groaning when she realized it was just Castiel. "Cas, what did I tell you about randomly showing up?" She said as she got up, walking over to her desk to clean up the mess. "Please, and I can't stress this enough, knock on my door."

He nodded, a frown playing on his lips. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He moved to help her, quickly setting the container up right as she gathered the utensils and placed them neatly back in.

She sighed and faced him, "It's okay, just be more careful." She turned to walk away and tripped on Castiel's foot, falling to the ground and grunting.

Castiel quickly got up and pulled her back to her feet. "Are you okay?" He hurried, turning her to face him. She laughed dryly and waved his hands away, "I'm fine, really, I'm fine."

"I just need to be more careful."

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Ever since that incident, even though it was such a small thing, Cas has never left her side. Even more so when they're on hunts, and especially when she gets hurt.

"Fuck! Sammy!" She groaned, her head falling back onto the cold tile of the abandoned hospital. Sam quickly rushed towards her, lifting her head from the floor and into his lap. "Damn it, Y/N." He muttered, stroking her hair in an attempt to soothe her.

She groaned as Dean put pressure on her abdomen, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. "Dean, that hurts!" She spat at him through bared teeth. He scoffed, "Yeah, I bet it does."

Cas appeared, back towards them. He looked around, turning his body and realizing what was happening. "No." Was all he could say before he was down on the ground, nearly shoving Dean away from her.

His hands pressed down on her stomach and she hissed, pain shooting through her body. When the white light appeared beneath his hands her brain got foggy and she couldn't exactly recall what was happening.

After a moment, Castiel had picked her up off the ground and was carrying her to the Impala. He gently stroked her back, his hand tracing the same clouds he drew in her notebook months ago onto her skin.

She recognized instantly that's what he was creating and she let out a breathy laugh, "The clouds.." He smiled and nodded, "Yeah, the clouds. I figured you would like them."

He was correct.

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"I'm fine! You guys don't need to baby me!" She groaned as Cas walked her into the diner, his hand gently squeezing hers as she whined. "We aren't babying you, we're taking care of you." Sam retorted, rolling his eyes at her complaint.

As they sat down, Cas sat down next to her, still holding her hand. Both the brothers looked at each other and then Dean stared her down. She hated that secret language they spoke with their eyes. She tried relentlessly to decode it, but always failed.

"What?" She questioned, and Dean's mouth flattened into a thin line, raising his hands before slapping them against his thighs, all in one swift motion. "Look, whatever you and lover-boy got going on, it's none of my business." He said with a nod towards the angel.

"Dean, really?" Sam said in an instant response to his brother's comment. Cas's eyebrows were raised before he spoke, "Who's lover-boy?" Y/N rolled her eyes, squeezing his hand in a reassuring way, "Nobody, he's teasing you - us." The older Winchester laughed, his first hitting the table as he glanced at his brother. "Is Cas feelin' a bit jelly?"

"Jelly..? Like.. the-" Cas started, but he was cut off Y/N, "Castiel, do not entertain him and his bullshit." She warned, finally pulling her hand away from his. Cas's face shifted, a small frown dragging down the corners of his mouth. His hand explored up her thigh and connected her hand back with his. She glanced at the vessel before sighing with an eye roll, "Cas-"

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Castiel was laying on the bed next to her, trying to understand the comicality of the film they were watching. Y/N was a laughing mess, and even though he didn't understand, he loved her laugh.

It was so beautiful to listen to. So beautiful to see. The way her cheeks bloomed with red, the way around her eyes crinkled, the way the T.V light lit a sparkle in her eyes.

He noticed that about her, how she just glowed. Her smile, her kindness - oh and his favorite - her touch. When she hugged him or ruffled his hair he adored it. Craved it, even.

He talked to Dean about it, figuring he would be able to explain it. He was so confusing. Sam had to simplify his brother's version and dumbed it down for Cas.

He felt romantically attracted to Y/N.

"Cas?" Her voice cut through his pondering mind. He looked over at her, the soft expression on her face causing a tingly feeling within his stomach. "Yes?" He responded simply.

"Sam talked to me earlier. Said I should tell you how I feel." She stated, returning her focus back to the movie. He cocked a brow, his eyes squinting a bit. "Feelings? What feelings?" He felt that familiar nervousness he usually felt when she got more intimate with him. It wasn't a bad nervous, but a jittery, kind of excited type of nervous.

She looked back up at him, a gentle smile on her face. "Have you ever kissed anyone, Cas?" He thought for a moment, a warm feeling flooding his cheeks. "No, but I've seen people kiss. It's really interesting actually. The way two humans show affec-"

He was cut off by her lips crashing onto his. He froze for a moment, but he quickly grasped onto her hips and pulled her up to his lap, his fingers digging into the plump flesh.

"Fuck, Cas," She murmured and his eyes darted to hers. "Did I hurt you?" He frowned and she giggled, "I don't think you ever could." He smiled and continued savoring the taste of her mouth, his hands moving to her waist.

Suddenly, she was flipped onto her back, a gasp escaping her lips, followed by a giggling fit. He groaned, a primal urge flooding his senses. His lips eagerly moved down to devour her neck, small kisses and bites causing her giggling to increase.

That only fueled him more, peppering kisses down and into the crook of her neck. He then trailed them back up and claimed her mouth once more.

This was a different, more passionate kiss than before. Her hands trailed to the back of his neck, gently tugging on his hair to pull him away from the kiss. "Cas," She giggled, and he just murmured something in response, continuing to worship her mouth.

Once he finally pulled away for air, he nuzzled his face into her chest and she smiled down at him. "Mmm.. You taste exquisite." He praised, his lips placing another kiss to her collarbone. "Exquisite?" She teased, and he nodded wholeheartedly.

She laughed and kissed the top of his head, her hand gently scratching the back of it, her fingers occasionally twirling strands of his hair.

Within a few minutes, she felt herself dozing off. She wished Castiel was able to actually sleep with her, but she knew he'd stay beside her anyway.

"You're tired." The angel stated, resting his chin against her chest. "Yeah, I'm sorry." She didn't know why she apologized, but she felt bad. He would have to lay there on his own while she slept.

It was as if Castiel could read her mind because he quickly switched their positions. Y/N was now resting on top of him and she let out a quiet whine in protest. He hushed her and stroked her hair.

"Sleep, you need rest." He insisted. She tried to push herself off of him, but his arm squeezed her waist, pulling her back down. "Cas, I don't wanna-"

He kissed her forehead and pulled her closer, "Yes, you do. Sleep. When you are relaxed, I am relaxed." And with that, she fell into a blissful, peaceful sleep.

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Y/N woke up earlier than usual. She rolled over, stretching out her legs with a soft groan. She felt the angels arms pull her back into him, resting his head on top of hers.

A smile crept onto her lips when she realized the man next to her was asleep. He had put himself to sleep so he could rest with her.

...

She knew it wasn't normal to be in love with an angel, hell, it was far from it. Nothing in her life was normal, but she knew that how she felt with Cas was good, and it was really, really nice.

And that was all she needed.

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A/N: Okay so hear me out.. I am so exhausted right now, it is 2:52 AM.. You don't wanna know how long I worked on this..

I HAVE HAD THIS OPEN AND WRITING SINCE 10:30 (more or less.)

Please. Send help. I KEPT GETTING DISTRACTED, AND THEN WRITERS BLOCK AND OH IT WAS JUST SO BAD. I had so many ideas I wanted to write with my midnight motivation (I should trademark that) BUT NOW IM READY TO SLUMP.

I hope you enjoyed! GOOD NIGHT.

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