Supernatural Imagines: Book One

Personal Experience

Characters: Castiel x Reader, Sam, Dean

Warnings: talk of wings being private, fluff throughout

Summary: Wings are very personal and private for angels but Castiel trusts you and loves you enough for you to see them. When you do, you're amazed.

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You always felt safe with him next to you. You loved being in his arms because you knew that nothing could ever harm you. His trench coat against your skin felt soft no matter how many times you washed it. On rare occasions, you felt his wings encircle you, protecting you from the outside world. Just like now, his wings provided you the warmth you craved.

Even before you met Castiel, you were always fond of Angels. When you were younger, your mother always told you that angels were watching over you. You loved reading about Angels, finding different things about them. They were in every lore but they always said different things. There were similarities between each lore but the differences are what caught your attention. Until you met Castiel, you thought they played the harp and were tiny little babies.

When you met Castiel, you had a million questions for him but he didn't seem to mind. He would always be there when you couldn't sleep and you spend the better part of the morning talking to one another about the things he's seen. Having these talks brought you closer together and before you knew it, you were kissing him. He didn't seem to mind, in fact, he deepened it. After that, you two have been together.

Life with him was never boring but you loved the relaxed moments where you cuddled up to him, lying there in the silence. No words were needed because the ruffle of his feathers and the silence were loud enough as it was. You two haven't said the L word yet but you could tell he loved you based on how he treated you.

You ran your hand under his trench coat and blazer, slipping your hands between the buttons of his white shirt. You were instantly met with hair and you smiled to yourself, running your fingers through it before moving up his chest.

"Comfortable?" He asked when he felt your hand travel the expanse of his chest.

"Very." You said and when you shifted, you felt the very large feathers tickle your back. You retracted your hand and turned to feel them but they were gone in an instant. You couldn't feel them surrounding you anymore and knew Castiel put them away.

"Why did you do that?" You asked and sat up so you could get a better look at him.

"Wings are very private for an angel." He simply put.

"Is that why you don't let me see them? Touch them?" You asked and he nodded shyly.

"It's very intimate for an Angel to let a human see their wings. It's as if I were to see... your well..." Castiel didn't finish his sentence.

"Are you comparing your wings to my vagina?" You giggled.

"Essentially, yes."

"Okay, I won't pressure you or anything. They just make me feel safe. I'm very curious to know what they look like." You smiled and got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Castiel asked.

"Kitchen. I'm hungry. Care to keep me company?" You asked and held out your hand. He smiled and got out of bed, taking your hand and letting you lead him to the kitchen.

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Over the next few days, Castiel thought long and hard about letting you see his wings. He thought about how you made him feel and he realized the feeling he had for you were stronger than ever. He wanted to be the one to kiss you goodnight, to help you feel better, to be the one you told everything to, to be your rock. He didn't know what to call these feelings and after talking to Sam about it (since Dean didn't take anything seriously when it came to his feelings for you), he knew what he felt was love.