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Second Shadow (Castiel fluff)

.... second shadow in the non-doctor-who-y and non-deathy way. second shadow in the figurative language kinda way, you feel? (thank you _littlelizard_ !!)

"Cas, you know I love you, but you've gotta stop that. I'm working! Cmon, cmon, stop playing with my hair," you untangle Cas' fingers from your hair, rolling your eyes playfully at his pouting face. Even his hands lay awkwardly and gawky in yours, and it makes you smile at how cute he is. But you quickly push away the thoughts of how adorable your boyfriend is, remembering that you're meant to be mad at him. You really are working, trying to blaze through research before the next kill happens to the poor little town some unknown monster is terrorizing.

You're holed up in the back of Cas' terrible pimpmobile, with him leaning over the front seat looking as odd and slightly uncomfortable as ever, twisting to see you. He's been extremely touchy-feely recently, seemingly having discovered a liking for being in constant contact with you. It surprised you a little just how into the physical aspect of your relationship he was getting, but considering his recent career move, it made sense that he was amping up the affection. He had decided that hunting was for him, and when Sam and Dean caught an intense case, they dumped him to you as a default, being his partner and all.

But having Cas 'help' you was less like a partnership and more like having a second shadow. He followed you to talk to grieving families, to the police, to the library, and in the motel, he was on you like glue. Watching tv was a whole new experience, and took double the time with all the questions Cas would ask. Unfortunately, your first shadow had never been so distracting, and you were definitely struggling to keep your focus on the actual job.

"Your hair is exceptionally soft, (y/n)," Castiel states matter-o-factly as if he didn't just compliment you. Your face heats up at the cuteness, and you can't stop your wide smile from doubling in size when he sees you all flattered and grows giddy himself. You sigh, closing your laptop and, against your best interest, giving your boyfriend your undivided attention.

"Alright, Cas, you've done it. You've successfully stolen me back. What do you want, big guy? Tell me how I may be of service to your grand holiness," you joke, and after a quick moment of concentration, Cas recognizes that you're joking and smiles too. You're working on teaching him when people are kidding and what sarcasm is. Considering how old he is, he's kind of a slow learner of human behavior - or so you like to say when you tease him about it.

"I want to understand the attraction of television, (y/n)," he tells you as he inches his hands back towards your hair, and you roll his eyes at both his 'stealthy' actions and the weird question.

"You don't even like tv, Cas," you remind him. His fingers have reached your shoulders.

"Yes, but you enjoy it, right?" Fingertips brushing up the back of your neck.

"Well, yeah, I do. Not that I get to watch it much," you scoff. There's sweet relief as Cas finally pushes his hands over your scalp, and even more bliss as he begins to massage. You take deep breaths as you realize how surprisingly good he is at this.

"But I don't understand why it's interesting. Your life is very eventful already, isn't it?" You're practically on a different planet as the pads of Cas' fingers work magic. He had been holding out on you earlier. You lean forward in your seat to let his arms reach further, and Cas pauses what he's doing, causing you to open your happily closed eyes.

You're about to question him on the cease of movement and about why he's staring at your forehead, but before you can speak he naturally moves, pressing his head against yours and leaning into you too. You let out a sigh as he does so, feeling him support your forehead as you support his, Cas' hands still deep in your hair, pulling you closer. You close your eyes once more and he does the same as he continues his motions, slower this time.

"Uh, let's see here. Yeah, my life is busy. But... I don't know. Seeing other people struggle reminds us maybe our life isn't so bad, and that we aren't alone. Seeing other people laugh reminds us that we can too, makes us want to. An eventful life will keep you busy, sure, but stories of others make it better. Television is the most accessible, I guess," you whisper, unmoving. Cas hums in response.

"You sound like Metatron," he whispers back, and you try and hold back your laugh. You didn't realize how dumb you had sounded until he pointed that out, and hearing Cas whisper was like realizing Dean was drinking coffee and not beer - a pleasant surprise.

"Sorry." He laughs at your apology, reluctantly sitting up straight again to look at you, hands resting on the nape of your neck as he still hovers close.

"Thank you, (y/n)," and he leans back in to kiss you, slowly but suddenly. You smile against his soft lips, running your hands over the stubble on his jaw.

"Anytime," you breathe out as you part, smiling triumphantly and uncontrollably. And looking into his sheepish blue eyes, you decide that this shadow really is much more fun.

haha dudes finally, a real Castiel one!! yayy! I'm sorry I haven't been too active recently, I've really missed writing but life gets crazy, yanno? and on a more serious note: I want you guys to know that I love you. every time I see a username in my notifications for the second time I get really really excited!! it's a super cool moment as the author to know somebody bothered to stick around for more than one shitty fantasy. I recognize most of you out there by now and truly consider you to be my homies. I honestly scroll through any reading list this is added to because I want to know what else you guys like (you guys have some good taste btw), and I even just seeing the read counts go up makes my heart soar. I know I've done a thank you before, I know I'm not even popular, but hey. I write just to write, and the fact that people enjoy it is a wild bonus I don't take for granted. love you guys.