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characters. castiel and dean winchester
verse. undisclosed desires
summary. cas's going through what all...ickle angels do.
He was irritable as of late.
The angel had done his best to avoid the Winchesters or assisting them in any way when he'd finally come into ownership of the ancient text that listed the "rituals" that angels went through when they were on Earth for far too long, or exposed to humanity for the length of time that would have them feeling the way he was. Castiel didn't want to put Dean in this position. The angel didn't exactly want this to be how everything in his life would be defined. In any case, he did all he could to help the Winchesters as quickly as humanly possible before moving out of there because he and Dean started arguing. It was an avoidance tactic that he put to great practice when he finally understood what was happening to him after reading what he had.
He obsessed about the text that he'd finally received after so much time searching for it. He didn't think that the brothers had even realized that one of the "Heavenly" missions had just led to the certain book that went over the rituals angels performed. Be it voluntarily or not. He also found some interesting things involving food that he believed Dean would have been interested in if he wasn't interested in himself (as per usual). Cas didn't exactly just stand there just to let it all go down. Castiel just wanted to make it seem like he wasn't going to be more outright about the fact that when it came to people he wanted to be with, all his instincts seemed to go with the natural choice of the one he had "a profound bond" with. The one he'd marked initially when it was his turn to step up to the plate and save him from Hell.
Cas wasn't exactly the type to lay down and take any of the bullshit Dean was dishing as of late either. The incredible need to be near Dean wasn't getting any better for him and while his mind was constantly on him. He knew, at the very least, he could dumb down everything to simple words and phrases to keep them off his back as he sat in the back of the Impala while Sam was off in the library and they were meant to go get some information from another victim of the case that Castiel had so kindly been called in to join in with as he fidgeted in the back seat while Dean drove on for the most part.
verse. undisclosed desires
summary. cas's going through what all...ickle angels do.
He was irritable as of late.
The angel had done his best to avoid the Winchesters or assisting them in any way when he'd finally come into ownership of the ancient text that listed the "rituals" that angels went through when they were on Earth for far too long, or exposed to humanity for the length of time that would have them feeling the way he was. Castiel didn't want to put Dean in this position. The angel didn't exactly want this to be how everything in his life would be defined. In any case, he did all he could to help the Winchesters as quickly as humanly possible before moving out of there because he and Dean started arguing. It was an avoidance tactic that he put to great practice when he finally understood what was happening to him after reading what he had.
He obsessed about the text that he'd finally received after so much time searching for it. He didn't think that the brothers had even realized that one of the "Heavenly" missions had just led to the certain book that went over the rituals angels performed. Be it voluntarily or not. He also found some interesting things involving food that he believed Dean would have been interested in if he wasn't interested in himself (as per usual). Cas didn't exactly just stand there just to let it all go down. Castiel just wanted to make it seem like he wasn't going to be more outright about the fact that when it came to people he wanted to be with, all his instincts seemed to go with the natural choice of the one he had "a profound bond" with. The one he'd marked initially when it was his turn to step up to the plate and save him from Hell.
Cas wasn't exactly the type to lay down and take any of the bullshit Dean was dishing as of late either. The incredible need to be near Dean wasn't getting any better for him and while his mind was constantly on him. He knew, at the very least, he could dumb down everything to simple words and phrases to keep them off his back as he sat in the back of the Impala while Sam was off in the library and they were meant to go get some information from another victim of the case that Castiel had so kindly been called in to join in with as he fidgeted in the back seat while Dean drove on for the most part.