Multi-Fandom Imagines

Cas x Insecure! Reader

Summary: You feel insecure and Cas comforts you. 

Warnings: Insecure, and blood

Author's Note: I've been feeling insecure about myself lately so I decided to write this. This is dedicated to all of you out there who feel like this and a reminder that there is someone out there who loves you. Again sorry with all the Supernatural Imagines.   

I stand in front of the mirror in my room with tears streaming down my face as all the negative thoughts fill and swirl around my head. I cover my face with my hands not wanting to look at my weak self in the mirror. I feel anger building in my chest and I snap my arm out and punch the mirror in front of me. I watch as cracks appear over the mirror and I punch it again and again until it breaks and all the glass is all over the floor of my room. I fall to my knees sobbing, ignoring the glass cutting my knees and legs and the blood coming from the cuts on my knuckles that still have glass in them. 

I stay in my room crying ignoring everything going on around me as I feel numb. I barely register the flutter of wings as someone enters my room. I hear a gruff voice ask, "Why Y/N?" I look up with watery eyes into the ocean-blue eyes of Castiel. I hear him walk up behind me and he gently takes my hand and I stand up as I let him lead me over to the bed. We sit down on the bed together and he heals my bloody hands and legs. I've calmed down a little and my eyes are all red and puffy. Cas waits until I've stopped sniffling so he can ask, "Now why don't you tell me what's wrong and why you did that?" I shake my head and look down before saying, "It's embarrassing." Cas says," Is it anything to do with your insecurity?" I look at him stunned and ask, "How did you know?" He looks at me before replying, "I'm an angel and I'm very in tune with your thoughts." I look at him stunned before I ask, "So you heard everything?" He nods sadly before he looks at me saying, "I wish you wouldn't think those things about yourself." I look at him before asking, "Why not?" He states, "Because they're not true." 

The silence in the room stretches until one of us has to break it so I decide to ask, "Why?" He looks at me with a soft smile before he says, "Because I love you." I look at him too stunned to speak and he goes on, "All those thoughts about not having anyone love you aren't true because I do." I look at him and can feel tears starting to fall again Cas looks alarmed and I reply, "No it's okay these are happy tears." I wipe them with the back of my hand before I crawl up towards the head of the bed and pat the spot next to me. Cas comes over and lays down next to me and pulls me close to him and even though I can't see them he wraps his wings around me. 

Dean's POV: Sam and I are in the armory putting away the weapons from the latest hunt we're both quiet until Sam asks, "Do you think Y/N is okay?" I look at him and ask, "Why wouldn't she be?" Sam faces me and he says, "Because she didn't seem okay when we got back." I reply to him, "Yeah she probably just needs some space." Sam nods and we finish putting away the weapons and make our way to the kitchen. 

Sam and I had been in the kitchen for a while and still hadn't seen Y/N since we got back from the hunt. I send a worried look to Sam and he understands. Together we walk down the hall towards Y/N's room, it's unusually silent since she normally has some form of music going and we can hear it down the hall sometimes. We come to a stop outside her door and I lightly tap my knuckles on her door as I say, "Hey Y/N you okay in there?" I look at Sam when we don't hear any response or movement from inside the room. I try knocking again but when we still don't get a response I start getting worried. I turn the door handle and it opens, I slowly push the door open further just in case she's in the room changing but when we don't hear anything I push the door all the way open. Sam and I look around and we se Y/N asleep on her bed with Cas holding her. It had been obvious to Sam and I that they had feelings for each other and it was only a matter of time before one of them admitted it. I look at Sam smirking and say, "You owe me twenty." Sam hangs his head as I walk out of the room still smiling.