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You were lying in bed, your eyes just fluttering shut, when you heard a soft knock at the door followed by Cas' cautious voice. "Y/N?" You sat up in bed and squinted at the now open door. "Cas? Is everything alright?" He looked down at the ground and you turned on your lamp, illuminating the room and revealing the angel standing in the doorway. He wasn't wearing his trench coat – which was unusual – and he looked tense, his throat bobbing nervously. "Would you mind if I stayed in here tonight?" Cas asked quickly. You stole one of his moves and cocked your head to the side. "Why? Are you sure you're okay?" "Yes, I just ... I would feel better if I could watch over you." You weren't sure why exactly you needed a guardian angel while you were sleeping in the impenetrable fortress that is the bunker, but you felt your heart rate speed up at the thought and nodded slowly, watching as he moved into your room and shut the door. You knew Cas worried about you, and honestly you thought it was a little over the top sometimes, but you couldn't deny the appeal of having him in your room all night. Then when he started heading towards a chair in the corner of the room you pulled back your covers and said, "You could stay on the bed with me," feeling particularly bold – or maybe be you were just overly tired. Cas looked around nervously for a moment, like that was something he was definitely not allowed to do, but then gave you a brisk nod and kicked off his shoes, sitting on the bed beside you. "You could lie down, you know," you said quietly. Cas' eyes got wide and he looked straight ahead, but he shuffled down slightly so he was lying beside you, his head just barely propped up on the headboard. Then, you did something even you weren't expecting, and inched closer to Cas, leaning against him just slightly. He stiffened at first, no doubt not used to this level of intimacy, but then to your surprise he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you into his side, your cheek resting on his unnaturally still chest. You breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed your body, humming in content as you breathed in Cas' scent – clean and crisp, like always. "Goodnight, Cas," you whispered. There was a brief pause that for some reason made you incredibly nervous, but then he ran his hand down your arm and back up again, saying, "Goodnight, Y/N." You fell asleep that night to the steady beat of Cas' heart and had never slept so well in your life.
