~~~SEASON 8+9 SPOILERS~~~ (Just from the season 8 finale, more of a season 9 spoiler than 8.)
Castiel stands in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at himself. His stolen grace was wearing away. He felt weak and defeated. He stretched out his large, black wings. It hurt a bit, most of the time they are hidden. Feathers were falling off, they looked pretty beaten up. This is most likely a result of his fading grace.
"Cas?" Dean says, in the doorway.
Cas pulled his wings in, embarrassed by how beaten up they looked. "Hello, Dean."
"Are you okay? What happened? Your wings don't look too hot." Dean looked concerned, his eyebrows were a bit furrowed, and his bright green eyes were stern.
"Um, I guess. My wings, it's a bit embarrassing. It's a result of my fading grace, I assume."
"That's okay," Dean kissed the angel passionately, surprising Cas a bit. "you're still my beautiful angel."
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Destiel One shots
FanfictionJust some short Destiel fics, most will be fluff None are my best work but hopefully you enjoy them anyway
