Sweet Angel, I kissed upon (Castiel x Winchester!Reader)

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Your eyes followed each words, every line, scanning. Copying notes and rereading them. Copy,
reread, copy reread. Never ending research. Your delicate hand began to cramp, it felt like every muscle was tense. 

You sighed, looking at your older brothers, Sam hunched over at his laptop, writing as he quietly read to himself. You looked over at the couch Dean, headphones in, blaring "For Whom the bell tolls" by Metallica, reading old newpapers, circling dates, key words, clues.

"Sam?" You asked your tall brother, whom was studying a old book with intense black writing.

"Hmm?" His hazel eyes never left the page, focusing on each word.

"I'm gonna turn in for the night," You closed your journal, resting the pain on top of it. "Okay?"

Sam simply nodded, "Night Y/N."

You smiled slightly, "Night Sammy." You walked down the hallway, down to your room once you stepped in you sighed aloud.

The room was bleak darkness, with a thin line of sliver from the moon above, streaming down upon your bed, you gently sat down, thinking.

When am I gonna be able to tell them about Castiel and I, you shook your head at such a silly thought. How could you tell them? They'd freak. God, how you've been able to keep everything under the table for so long, is the world greatest riddle. Your brothers aren't stupid- in fact, far from it. Neither were you.

A twig of guilt stabbed your heart, splinters of pain poking your veins. You felt a wave of dishonesty drown you, leaving your lungs filled with lies and your mind panicking. You closed your eyes, running your hands through your untamed hair. Feeling so discouraged with yourself, you placed your hands together, in front of your face.

Cas, I need you down here, you prayed. I need you, I need help.

Not even five seconds, a quiet flutter and ruffle of wings rumbled in your ears. Then a calm and raspy voice asked, "Y/N?"

You didn't bother to open your eyes, nor turn around. Knowing Castiel was behind you, "Cas, c'mere."

"Is something wrong?" Castiel's walked over to you, kneeling down in front of you. "Y/N, are you hurt?"

"No, Cas." You took a short breath, opening your eyes to meet his intense blue gaze. "I'm just,"

Castiel sensed a awful feeling your mind is swimming in and his eyes grew softer, and he gently cupped your small hands, intertwining his fingers with yours, "About what Y/N?"

You looked down, unable to look at anyone. For being a lair, keeping things from people who care. "F-For lying to Sam and Dean," You almost chocked up, you've ever thought you'd lie to your own blood. It feels, awful. It leaves you empty and emotionless. "About us."

Castiel squeezed your hands, "Y/N, why have you not tell them yet?" Confused, with your hesitation towards your brothers with this information, he was somewhat eager to know.

"I'm afraid they won't accept us, Cas." You confessed, feeling his warm hands move to your cheeks, tilting your gaze up to his gentle blue eyes.

"Y/N, they are your brothers, they need to know." His voice was stern but smooth.

You nodded, unable to find your voice, you gently placed your hands on his strong shoulders and pressing your fingertips against his trench coat.

Then he leaned in, gently kissing you, your lips smoothly moving along with his slightly capped ones.

It seemed like hours went by, with simple but gentle kisses and soft smiles until he kissed you again but more controlling.

You nearly moaned when he nipped on your bottom lip, parting your lips slightly, Castiel's cool breath and tongue invaded your warm mouth. Tongues gently danced against one other, teeth tapped against eachother and hands squeezed shoulders then waist then hips and eventually into yours and his hair.

Castiel felt you undo his tie, and shyly slip off his trench coat, and gently pushed your jacket off your shoulders, dropping it to the floor, slowly laying you down with him hover over you with a sweet and gentle desire to make love to you.

You began to unbutton your shirt, halfway down, you felt his hands touch yours and then unbutton your shirt all the way, with only your aqua bra covering your breast. Feeling so exposed to Castiel you almost turned away, but his gentle and sweet lips distracted you.

"Castiel..." His name slowly rolled off your tongue as you two parted for air, you looked into his blue oceanic irises, you saw all different emotions mixed in them. Love, tenderness, passion.

"Y/N," Castiel's voice was only above a gentle whisper and he felt your hands move down his chest. You stopped when your fingertips picked up on his heart beat. "I-I love you."

You smiled, feeling so warm inside. "I love you too, Cas."

Castiel leaned in again, his lips capturing yours in a passionate and loving kiss.

"Hey, Y/N I think-" The door opened so fast, and the deep voice stopped, "What the hell?!"

You nearly screamed, and pulled away from Castiel's lips and looked over at who was standing at your door, your face paled. Dean and Sam. Oh fuck.

Castiel looked at the door, embarrassed, ashamed, he got off of you, quickly fixing his shirt and nervously handed you your jacket.

Dean's features tightened, he clenched his jaw. Angered without a doubt. "Cas, what the fuck are-"

"Dean I can explain." Your voice was so small and fragile, you thought no on could hear it. "We're-...Him and I...."

Sam almost choked, quickly understanding the picture. "Oh my G-"

"Dating..." You finally had got the word out. "We're dating, we've been dating for almost 2 years."

Dean almost stabbed someone, "What? Why didn't-"

"I thought you would disapprove and forbid us!" You nearly fainted from the amount embarrassment and relief of getting that sentence off your chest.

Dean and Sam stood there, quietly, looking at Castiel then you.

"I'm sorry Dean, Sam." Castiel quickly felt ashamed for never saying anything. "I'd only continue to see Y/N was because, I love her. Deeply. I couldn't imagine just leaving her but, at the-"

"So, you two haven't....fucked yet?" Sam asked, pinching the bridge of his noise.

Your face brighten crimson red and you almost let out a chocked noise,"Oh my god Sam! No!" Oh. My God. Sam. Why that question, you thought.

"Then I'm fine with it." Thank God for Sam's easy going attitude.

"WH-" Dean almost screamed, until Sam hushed him.

"Dean, this is Cas we're talking about. We trust him. Correct?"

Dean's face twitched in annoyance. "Well yes-!"

"Then stop being a goddamn drama queen and accept them." Sam hissed at Dean, "They haven't done anything sexual, so?"

Dean stayed quiet, glaring at Castiel. "Fine..."

You smiled, "Thank you guys. Really."

Sam, "Of course. But just, tell us earlier. Okay?"

"Yeah, and Cas, you try anything to hurt her, I will personally hand you by your ankles and torture you."

Castiel gulped. Knowing Dean is a man of his word, but knowing he'd never do anything to hurt you. "I'd never hurt her Dean, I promise..."

You watched as Sam and Dean leave, bickering over if they 'should close the door or not', you huffed, closing it yourself and chuckled when you heard Dean get sassed by Sam about 'how she's old enough'.

"It's like they're a couple."

Castiel titled his head to the side, "I'd hope not." 

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