Fandom X reader (taking requests)

Castiel X reader (Supernatural)

A/N: This is from a random idea I got and for my entertainment. Hope you enjoy even though there were no requests.

~Mega

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*Readers POV*

"Thanks for the help on the case, Cas." I say, smiling at the man standing next to me. He just continues to stare at me. I laugh and wave my hand in front of his face and hear Dean snicker from across the room.

"Oh, yes. You are welcome. For the help." He says. I shake my head, a smile still adorning my lips. He had been slightly more distant around me lately, but that was just him. Or at least a little like him. He had become more, I don't know, human, in the past year or so. Not as much as I had in the past few years though.

"Okay. I'm gonna go grab some more beer. Maybe some sweets or something. Anyone want anything?" I say.

Sam stands up and walks over. "Actually, I'm gonna come with. There's some stuff I need to pick up. Dean?" He asks looking over at his brother.

"Uh, I'm staying here. Maybe a piece of pie? And a bottle of whiskey." He states. I nod my head and grab my coat. I knew what kind he liked. A result of working with the Winchester brothers for all these years. "I can do that. Okay. We're gone. Be back soon." I open the hotel door and head out, Sam trailing behind me.

*Dean's POV*

"So, Cas. What's up?" I take another sip from the bottle in my hands. He looks over at me and cocks his head.

"I don't understand. With what?" He asks. I just let out a low chuckle. He may not realize it, but I did. And I may not have ever had a "real" relationship before, but I still knew things about this. "You know. With (y/n)."

His head remains tilted to the side. He seemed genuinely confused. Like he was a fair amount of the time. "Nothing. Nothing is "up" with (y/n) and I. What exactly would be happening?"

Now that makes me laugh. I mean seriously. Sometimes it was just plain sad how clueless he was about this stuff. He knew almost nothing about Women. At least when it came to having feelings for one. "Chemistry. Seriously Cas. You've been acting different around her. And that's even weird for you! You cannot honestly tell me you haven't had any feelings for the woman."

He seems to consider the thought for a moment. "Actually. I have been having some weird feelings around her lately." He states. I nod my head and take another swig. Now we were getting somewhere. He continues, "Whenever I'm around her, I get this odd sensation in my stomach. Like I might get sick. But oddly enough, it feels good. And whenever we come in contact with one another, I get a shock. It seems paranormal almost. Do you know what this might mean?" He finishes.

I barely manage not spitting out what little beer is still in my mouth. Once I swallow, I burst out in laughter which only seems to confuse the poor guy even more. "Cas. That's called Love. That's what Love feels like." At least that's what I'd been told. He stares at me so long that I wave my hand in front of his face like (y/n) had done earlier.

"I'm. In love, with (y/n)?" He sits down on the edge of the bed. He seriously seemed surprised. Confused too.

"Apparently."