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Angel of the Couch >> Castiel Novak X Reader

Title: Angel of the Couch

Paring: Castiel Novak X Reader

Warnings: none

Spoilers: none!

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You weren't up to a hunt since the accident a few weeks ago - a rouge shapeshifter had stolen your identity and left you for dead in an abandoned hut, only to be recused by Castiel - and you watched as the Winchesters drove off to another case without you.

Leaving you at Bobby Singer's house, with Castiel. Angel of The Lord, as he said profusely reminded you all often.

You didn't mind the guy; you knew he was much different to his vessel, Jimmy Novak, but it wasn't the trench coated clueless cutie that knocked you off kilter...maybe it was, though...but nonetheless, you still thought Castiel was an honourable person.

And that was why as soon as you turned from seeing the Impala grow smaller in the driveway until it turned up the road and away you looked at Cas in those gorgeous eyes of his and announced: "I'm making popcorn. We're watching movie."

He frowned, taking in the terms. "Popcorn?" repeated, and you heard him follow you into the kitchen to make the movie snack.

"Like corn," you explained, taking the packet from the pantry and setting the microwave for the appropriate time, "except not on a cob, and white, a little bit crunchy and..." you frowned, and added, "and, well, popped."

Castiel nodded slowly, "what movie did you have in mind, (Y/n)?"

Taking the popcorn from the singing microwave and dumping it into a bowl, you shrugged. "Don't know, really. I own...Avatar," you saw the puzzled expression on Castiel's face and elaborated. "It's about blue aliens and humans," you explained, "Dean might have a DVD somewhere..."

He indeed ended up having a DVD collection. Of the X rated genre.
Flustered, you tugged Cas out the room before he could question the compromising positions of the women on the DVD cases.

"Blue aliens?" you asked Cas clutching the bowl of popcorn to your chest as the pair of you almost ran from Dean's room.

Cas nodded. "Blue aliens."

You sat through the film once more, sharing the popcorn as the storyline took place. And as much as you were spellbound by the CGI you were absolutely taken aback at Castiel's reactions to the situations. By the scene where the main character turned Avatar was learning to fly a raptor-thing, you felt something in your lap. And looking down, you gave a smile.

Castiel's head was there.

As much as you wanted to keep watching the film you began to stroke Cas' hair, running your hands through it.

The final battle was about to happen, and you stage whispered to Cas, "so you like this movie?"

You saw him frown slightly. "It puzzles me," said the Angel of The Lord, "he is not a blue alien, yet he is a part of their society and they have accepted him into it."

You nodded. "Sometimes it doesn't matter if you're not like the other people, Cas," you smiled, watching an on-screen explosion. "You can join another team if you want to."

He bobbed his head slowly. "I like this movie. It has a lot of strange animals in it."

You gave a smile. "I like this movie too," you agreed, watching Neytiri and Jake's heartwarming slash heartbreaking moment, and overwhelmed by the feelings it gave you, you closed your eyes. You felt the couch underneath you squeal with shifting weight and you opened your eyes to see Castiel's face very close to yours.

"What are you doing?" you whispered, even though it was a quiet moment on the TV screen and there was no reason to be whispering.

"We do not have ponytails," he frowned. "So I am attempting to connect with you like Dean does with all those women."

You suppressed a giggle and nodded. "I like you, Cas," you smiled, and let the Angel of The Lord's lips meet with yours.

"I like you too, _______."