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Castiel loved your presence. Even if you didn't announce you were coming, he'd know you were standing there. You never asked why and you never knew how. He just knew. So once you tried to sneak, he seen you. His thick lips curving into a small smiles as his eyes find you and he has an even bigger smile.
❝You need to tell me how you do it.❞ You chuckle nervously. ❝I didn't even make a sound that time.❞
❝I just know when it's you, Y/N.❞ His musky voice says. ❝I'll even know when it's not you.❞
❝What if that were Dean or Sam walking in here?❞ You ask as you look into his eyes.
❝Dean nor Sam would need to walk in quietly.❞ He smirks and stands up to be facing you.
❝Could've been.❞ You say in almost a whisper as you stare at his lips. ❝I mean, if they were trying to figure out too.❞
❝You're so beautiful.❞ He says.
He's facing you closely as you look at his lips and then his eyes before smashing your lips onto his. To your surprise, he kisses back. Hard. Your fingers are tangling into his hair as he cups your head.
