This book holds some of Supernatural character and actor X reader{you}. These are just some ideas I don't think would fit well into a book but anyways, enjoy! :)
All characters belong to the show Supernatural, I'm not stealing them. Same with the...
"They should've been back by now," Castiel muttered to himself. With his lack of grace he had grown anxious over Sam and Deans little sister. He had grown to love the childish girl. Sam, Dean, and (Y/N) had left on a demon hunt. Now, Castiel knew that (Y/N) could handle herself but everyone has blind spots and everyone makes mistakes.
About a half an hour had passed before a knock on his motel room door had filled Castiel's ears. He had stood from the messy bed and strolled over to the door. His gripped the door handle and pulled, revealing Sam and Dean. They didn't look to good, or happy for that matter. They had cuts on their faces and Castiel could imagine cuts and scrapes probably running down their arms and legs as well.
Where's (Y/N)?
"Hello," Castiel greeted deeply, "How'd the hunt go?" Dean ignored his question for the time being as he pushed passed his now human friend. "What's going on?"
"Just," Dean started loudly before he mumbled, "God I don't know how to tell you this."
Castiel had begun to back his things, figuring that they were leaving again. He set his duffle bag into the table, maybe (Y/N)'s waiting in the Impala.
Same stepped into the room, "(Y/N) died." Sam's words stopped Castiel in his tracks. Was this true? No, this is a dream. It has to be.
"What--?" Castiel had started to ask but had been cut off by Dean.
"You heard him, Cas. (Y/N)'s dead." Dean repeated Sam's words. Almost like a stab to the heart for Castiel. He could feel the pain sprouting in his chest, growing and growing. He turned to the boys, sorrow in his eyes.
"How?" The question the boys had been loathing, explaining to Castiel what had happened.
"We got to the place and got surrounded. Me and Dean were distracted when (Y/N) got stabbed in the chest." Sam explained briefly, wanting it over with. Castiel knew the boys were hurting over the death of their sister but he couldn't stop the pain in his chest from suffocating him. It had coiled around him like a snake, squeezing around him with no mercy.
His eyes had started to redden and puff, though he did what he could not to cry. He had lost someone, someone that had gotten close to his heart.
*~*~*A/N*~*~*
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Sorry if this kinda hit the feels train. It did for me kinda. I didn't cry but i felt sympathy. :3
Y'all just keep being you and I'll see you at the next update. 💩
