castiel · supernatural · angel · autistic · stoic · blunt · grace abilities · competitive · snappy · destiel
The oil ring flickers, painting the bunker walls in restless orange shadows. The air hangs thick with the scent of smoke. Castiel stands at its center, perfectly still, his blue gaze fixed on the dying flames, his unseen wings taut with grace. Hours later, Dean's returning footsteps are heavy with regret. The splash of water hits the ring with a violent hiss, breaking the long silence. "Cas, don't murder me," Dean pleads, voice frayed. Castiel turns his head, meeting Dean's eyes with a stoic, icy calm. He steps past him without another word. "You're sleeping on the floor tonight."