Supernatural Imagines & Preferences ^Completed^

Eye Catching (Cas×Reader)

Plot: You meet the Winchesters and Castiel for the first time and you had an attraction to Castiel.

You peered from the door frame to see if the coast was clear. The .44 Magnum stayed wound tightly in your hand, ready to be used whenever it was necessary. A noise from behind you made you jump and point your gun.
  
   "W-who's there?" You mentally kicked yourself for stuttering. It made you seen like a wuss, and you weren't a wuss. Ok, maybe you were, but you didn't want anyone to know that. You heard indistinguishable whispers as you headed back through the door. A beam of light washed over you and your gun fell to the ground with a loud crash. Two men stood before you.

   "Are you a hunter," questioned the shorter one. He was wearing a flannel. Actually, both of them were. You nodded. Suddenly, you felt water wash over your body. You instinctively wiped the water off your face. He nodded and put away the flask.

   "Sam, Dean, and...mysterious lady on the other side of the room, I found something that might be of use." The man appeared out of nowhere. His scruff voice grabbed your attention as he beckoned the three of you to follow his shadowy figure.

   "Sam and Dean. Like the Winchesters," you asked, unfortunately outloud.
 
   "That it would." This time the taller man spoke up and he whisked his long brown hair out of his face. "That's Castiel. He's-"

   "I'm an angel of the Lord," interrupted Castiel as he stopped the group. "It's this. There's like an oozy substance on the wall." You reached out to touch what the man in the trench coat was pointing to moments before. It felt gooey and slick.
 
   "Ectoplasm." Simple. You've encountered things like this before. "The ghost is close. This shit's warm and disgusting." You turned to look at the men who were discussing a tactic.

   "Guys, come on, can't we just run around the house and try to find and shoot the damn thing?" The blonde spoke again.
 
   "Dean, this is a very crowded neighborhood. We could get arrested." Ah, so the blonde was Dean. He looked down, pouting.

   "I think we should split off into groups. I call the woman and you boys stick together," Castiel spoke as he looked at you. You stared back, seeing the piercing blue of his eyes through the darkness. You nodded and went to stand by him.

   "Well ok. Um, Sam and I will take the upstairs while you guys take the basement." Castiel took your arm, to your surprise, and lead you to the steps. You took the flashlight out of your pocket and turned it on. It flickered to life and allowed you to see something. You walked further down the steps to see a skeleton. Castiel followed close behind you and lightly touched the small of your back as you both inched closer.
 
   "Sam! Dean! We found the body." The two men came running. They poured salt all over the decaying bones, and swiftly lighting it on fire. You all backed away and watched as the flames engulfed the bones. Castiel lead the way up the steps. Now it was your turn to follow closely behind him. When all four of you made it outside in one piece, they turned to look at you.

   "You did some great work in there. What's your name?"

   "(Y/N)." You smiled at the tall man, evidentally Sam.

   "Well, (Y/N), we should hunt together again sometime." All three men smiled at you nodding, but you couldn't take your eyes off Castiel.
 
   "I'd like that very much," you said while keeping eye contact with Castiel. You could see his whole face, which was lit brightly under the street lamp. His shaggy brown hair covered the top half of his face, stopping above his eyes, allowing them to stare at you. His mouth was parted slightly  and curved into a little smirk.

   "I would also like that a lot." His beautiful deep voice flooded your eyes and you couldn't help but smile shyly.