Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

Castiel Imagine

Forgive me, for I have fallen.

"Promise?"

He sighed before looking back at you with those beautifully blue eyes of his. "I promise, [Y/N], that I will bring the purple frosted cupcakes."

A smile popped up on your face and you hugged him considerably hard, but he barely noticed. He wrapped his strong arms around you, careful to not squeeze too much. Between you and him was your belly. Castiel was always protective of your belly, he never even let you out hunting anymore. Let alone be without him or the two Winchester brothers. "I love you so much," you whispered in his coat. Your husband just kissed your head before leaving.

You and Castiel got married a few months ago. Before that, both of you were in a strong and steady relationship; slaying monsters and snuggling up on the couch together. Albeit you guys didn't marry the traditional and familiar way, but it was still amazing to you all the same. Instead of doing things like humans did, Castiel and you did your own unique thing.

Both of you married on a warm summer night, the stars shining down on you and him, only the two brothers there with close Hunter friends. The marriage was still fresh in your mind when someone knocked on the door.

You didn't open it, knowing that wasn't your Cassie. He always just came in, chatting excitedly about who he smited with the brothers. "[Y/N]?" A gruff voice said and you let out a sigh of relief. "Sam, hey, you didn't tell me you were—" you stopped and stared at the man. His eyes were glinting in the light, and you looked at the mirror placed on the porch. That wasn't Sam.

Quicker than the man could comprehend, you had slammed the door shut and bolted it locked. "Let me in!" He snarled, and you pouted. Cassie would be disappointed in you if you did this little job, but it would on the other hand get you un-rusty. Deciding against it, you just waited by the coffee table, rubbing your tummy and looking through your phone. The shifter pounded on your door, but it sooner stopped.

A scream followed after and you saw your husband standing by the door with your cupcakes. "I'm proud of you," he murmured, kissing you, before sitting down the vanilla cupcakes with purple frosting. "I knew you didn't want me to do anything. Besides, he was really stupid to come knocking." Castiel just smiled down at you and sat beside you.

"Try one," you smiled after awhile of him just watching you eat. "They're good." He shook his head. "You're tongue is purple." He noted and you giggled. Only he could make you giggle, just him...

"Molecules, eh?"

"Dean says that I'm crazy for it."

"After the pie incident or coffee incident?"

"Sam says it was between those two, something about," Cassie looked concentrated while you two were talking. "Liquor?" He questioned, and you kissed his nose.

"You're too adorable for your own good." He stared at you with those blue eyes of his; the ones that held so much history and wisdom. The ones that lit up on holidays and darkened at travesties, the ones that watched you carefully everyday and searched yours when you lied. Those blue eyes have seen so many great things come and go, they have seen so much pain and agony, yet he always was fine. In fact, he always claimed that you were by far the best thing he has ever seen in his lifetime.

And it made you feel special and warm.

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Music loudly played next door, and you rolled over in your sleep. "Mmm, turn it down..." You whispered and clung to the nearest thing. Castiel looked down at you and smiled, but grimaced when the music blasted louder. Couldn't those kids turn it down? Castiel made sure you were safe before going to do something about the noise so you would sleep better.

"Turn it down." He demanded once he got to the person who was playing it. People were looking at him and they all laughed. "Turn it down, my wife needs to sleep." Castiel said, his voice low and warning. "Dude, don't ruin the party." The DJ laughed and Castiel made him shiver in fear from what he said.

"Turn. It. Down." His voice was guttural, anger laced in them. His blue eyes were a raging tsunami, expressing his feelings. Then, without hesitation, he hit the stereo so it stopped working.

He was gone before they could complain.

"Cassie?" You mumbled, waking up. You looked across the room and saw someone in the shadows. "C-Cassie?" They stepped out and you mentally sighed in relief. "They made me mad." He stated, his raging blue eyes calming at the sight of you. "It's alright, come lay with me." He hesitated this time, afraid of injuring your tummy. "Please? It'll be fine." Your Cassie baby laid down with you after a minute of situating.

Your head was on his chest and his arm was wrapped around your shoulders. His left and your right hand were twined together. You sighed in contempt. "I love you, you know that?" He said, kissing your head. "I know. I love me too." You grinned and then said, "but I love you more."

It was silent for a while, and you both didn't mind it. It was the good kind, not the stiff and awkward kind. Like after you walked in on Dean and his...well, let's just say Cassie was pissed at Dean for a whole month. The tension was thick then.

"I can't wait, only a few more months."

"[Y/N],"

"Yeah, baby?" You turned your head and kissed his jaw.

"I'm excited too."

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SORRY

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I was suppose to update yesterday but I got sidetracked and hated what I wrote so I wrote this cute fluffy one instead but then it was already one in the morning by then and I have school, so I was like, "I need sleep, I'm not like Sam and Dean."

So then I fell asleep, continued writing throughout today, and now I'm publishing it.

That's my honest excuse.

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