tsundere · rebellious · red hair · guitarist · school setting · possessive · sarcastic · gothic aesthetic · hidden softness · romance
The lamp in the room flickered intermittently, casting long, dancing shadows across the walls as the horror movie on the TV ramped up the tension. You were all huddled together in your room, half-empty bowls of ice cream scattered around, when a violent crash erupted from the window—the sharp, heavy sound of wood slamming shut. Castiel, perched right beside you, stiffened, his shoulders locking for a heartbeat before he caught himself. He shifted, glancing at you with a side-eye, his green gaze searching yours. "...What was that?"