Requested by: @littlefandomlover

Castiel winced as you dabbed the gash on his arm with antiseptic, his face contorting into lines of poorly masked pain. He had tried to brush his injuries off as nothing, but he wasn’t an angel anymore. For the first time he was subject to the gruelingly slow process of healing, same as you.

“It must be weird for you to feel pain now,” you mused, taking caution to be as gentle as you could. You realized the wound wasn’t all that bad when you were able to tend to it up close, but when that monster first slashed him, blossoming red soaking through the sleeve of his shirt, your heart froze from fear. He wasn’t invincible anymore, and you should have taken greater care to watch out for him.

He had never been this vulnerable before.

“It is… odd,” he agreed. “I have found that much of humanity is.”

With light fingers you turned his cheek to inspect the dark bruise that had painted the skin. There wasn’t much you could do for this one.

“I’ll bet you sure miss having your grace right about now,” you said, sparing a sympathetic smile. “I’ll go get you some pain killers.”

They weren’t far, set on the counter of the bathroom that connected to this one. Castiel’s words followed you as you crossed the room.

“Being human is strange, but there are good things too.”

You grabbed the pill container and retook your seat beside him. “Yeah? Like what?”

“Eating,” he offered with a light laugh. “Needing to sleep was hard to adjust to at first, but I have grown to like it, especially when I dream at night.”

There was a pause as his blue eyes locked with yours. The words seemed to roll around in his mouth, soaked with hesitation, before he finally released them.

“Falling in love.”