Supernatural Stories

Angel With A Shotgun (CastielxReader)

Summary: The reader works as a singer whenever she's not on a hunt. One day Castiel overhears her practicing and joins in to sing Angel With A Shotgun by The Cab with her.

Warnings: none

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"Angel With A Shotgun," I read out loud to myself. The song was listed among a few other songs the boss wanted me to perform this week. This one was the only one I didn't know, but the title definitely caught my attention. It reminded me of a certain special angel friend of mine that I may or may not have a fancy for.

I shrugged as I went over to my laptop to look up the song and start practicing.

The title alone reminded me of Cas, but the lyrics to the song made me think the writers had him in mind when they wrote them. It was uncanny. Still, the song was good, and catchy which is a plus. I liked it.

I found the guitar chords for it online and started practicing. Learning new songs was never really a problem for me, especially if they were songs I found good like this one. Trust me, some of the songs I was told to play were just horrible.

I practiced the song, as well as the others I was supposed to sing, and before I knew it the sun had gone down and it was dark out. By now, I had "Angel With A Shotgun" nearly memorized. It was probably a good time to stop for now.

I put my guitar up against the wall and closed my laptop. I heard something outside and grabbed the gun I kept right next to my guitar. Slowly, I walked to the door and opened it, only to find it was just Cas on the other side. Nevertheless, his sudden appearance startled me and I jumped back.

"Cas, what the heck are you doing?" I lowered my gun and put my hand over my heart, feeling it pounding in my chest. He scared me more than I thought that time. I put my gun away and let him in.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean to startle you," he apologized, coming into the room and looking around. "What are you doing?"

"Yeah well try not to sound like a creepy stalker and just knock on the door next time, okay?" I told him, chuckling lightly. "And I was just finishing up practice for some songs."

"Yes, I heard. It was lovely." He smiled at me and I blushed, looking away from his face.

"Thanks."

"You have a beautiful voice, Y/N. I would like to hear you again," he admitted.

I looked back up at him, "Really?"

"Yes." He looked at me with a confused look, as if it was the stupidest question I could have asked. I guess it kind of was a dumb question. It was just that I didn't really think of Cas as one to like music, let alone mine. Plus, he knew I was a singer; it was strange that he was now taking a sudden interest after all this time.

"You can hear me now. I mean, if you want to," I suggested.

Nodding, he smiled, "Yes, I would like that."

"Alright." I walked over to where I had left my guitar just minutes before, still resting against the wall, and picked it up again. I looked over at Cas, "I can show you the new song I was just practicing. Would that be okay?"

"Anything you sing will be beautiful."

I blushed at his words, sat down on my bed, and closed my eyes as I started to play. I had slowed the song down to play it on the guitar. I liked it better that way than having to keep up the normal speed, and I felt it gave the song more feeling.

"I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun. Angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun...

Get out your guns, battle's begun,