(Cas) Fixing Wounds

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"You took a heavy hit to the head, (Y/N)." Cas explains as you wake up.

"Oh. Did you kill him?" You ask Castiel.

"Yes." He says. He sits on the edge of your bed in the Bunker. You had been trying to help Castiel hunt demons down.

"Good." You say exasperated, holding a hand to your head. You had a severe headache. You notices you have cuts and a bloody nose.

"Hey, Cas, would you mind working your magic? On my wounds?"

"Of course." He stares into your soul with his icy blue eyes.

He places two fingers on your forehead. The area around your forehead glows with angelic light and you feel better than before, your cut and bruises gone. The space between you closes up. You stare into his eyes as he slowly puts down his hand on your chin. He kisses you lightly, pulling away agonisingly.

"Better?" He says, gruffly.

"Better." You laugh.

He stands up and looks down on the bed at you.

"Well, I guess I'll head out for snacks. The Winchesters will be back soon." He announces.

"Wait...Castiel." You say, sitting up in bed.

"Yes?" He looks back at you longingly.

"Thank you. For...for saving me. I wouldn't have made it out alive without you." You stare into his eyes.

"Anything for you." He winks, as he leaves the room, his trenchcoat flowing beside him.

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