My Guardian Angel (Destiel AU)

Chapter 3

//Cas POV

After hurrying up the stairs without getting attacked by my mom with a long speech, I ran into my room and quietly closed the door, leaning against it. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and splashed water on my face. I walked out of the bathroom and started to go through my closet when I heard a rustle behind me. Turning, I ran into someone and I started to scream when a hand clamped over my mouth. Dean pushed me against the wall and looked straight into my eyes. "Cas shh." He whispered. "Something isn't right."

He closed his eyes and pursed his lips slightly as if he was thinking hard. His hand was still over my mouth and he was.. Really close. His chest was almost touching mine and his other hand was touching my arm giving me a chill. His eyes snapped open. "Cas, I think a demons here." He whispered.

His hand dropped off my mouth and set it on the wall next to my head. "Oh god really?" I asked quietly.

He bit his lip and terror thread through my body. "My-my mom is down there!"

I slipped under Dean's arm and ran for the door but he pulled me back. "Cas that's suicide. I'll handle it."

"Dean, believe me I can handle it."

He tilted his head and I slipped my arm out of his grasp. I opened my door and slipped into the hall, and of course Dean was right behind me. I narrowed my eyes at him and he gave me a boyish smirk. Good lord...
"Do you know where it is?" I whispered.

"I-I think it's outside."

I crept down the stairs and towards the window. Pulling the curtains back slightly, Dean and I looked outside.

"I don't see anyone Dean..."

"No Cas, look. Use your powers and look at that guy in his car across the street." Dean whispered.

I squinted and felt a weird rush go through me and suddenly I felt more powerful then ever. Looking at the guy again I gasped because... That guy wasn't human. His face was horrid, black and evil and I can't even describe it. "He's-"

"A demon." Dean finished.

I looked back and gasped again. "Dean..."

Hovering 4 inches above Dean's head was a circular beam of white light. A halo. It looked angelic and.. Beautiful. Like his wings. Which were also showing and oh my god he was gorgeous.

"What?" He asked, looking confused.

"Dean, I can see your halo and wings!"

"Oh." He laughed and blushed which was fucking adorable.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him up the stairs. "We gotta make a plan so my mom doesn't see."

Once inside my bedroom Dean was trying to think of something but damn, he was a slow thinker. I couldn't help but stare at his wings the whole time. He was sitting at the edge of my bed his head in his hands. I laid back against the pillows behind him and sighed. "Son of a bitch." I breathed out.

I heard Dean laugh. "What?"

"This just... This week has been crazy. I meet you and learn I'm like, supposed to save the world and that I'm supposedly half-angel... It's insane."

I sat up and scooted back to lean my back against the wall. Dean turned around to look at me. "Look Cas..." He scooted forward till he was right in front of me. "I know this is all crazy as hell. But I promise I'll explain it all when I can okay?"

I nodded and smiled at him. He bent his head down and his wings were exposed even more. I reached out my hand and my fingertips touched the top of his left wing. "Castiel-" Dean whispered.

I ran my fingers under one feather and leaned forward on my knees so I could touch his wings easier. My fingers traveled down his wing, his feathers were silky and smooth.. All of a sudden Dean shuddered and moaned. Like actually moaned, deep in his throat and sexy as hell.

"Cas..."

My fingers slipped off of his wings and as I was pulling my hand back he grabbed it and pulled it against his chest and then I was on my back with Dean on top of me. He put his hands on my hips and leaned his lips next to my ear. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He said it in a deep voice that made something stir deep in my stomach.

"Why?" I challenged, but I was actually a bit terrified. What if it made him angry?

"Because it turns me on."