Catch a Falling Star
Characters: CastielXReader ft. Sam and Dean Winchester, and special guest, Crowley
Word Count: 2101 (Part 5)
A/N: Part 5 of a
Soulmate AU mini-series.
Summary: What if
angels didn’t end up just anywhere when they are banished by sigils…what if
sometimes they end up exactly where they need to be? Turns out you are
Castiel’s grounding stone, and it’s more complicated than either of you
realizes. Crowley magnanimously tips the Winchesters off to a brooding danger
regarding their feathered cohort. Cas gets a taste of the ordinary life.
“I’m telling you. Stone cold, it was weird,” Dean alleged, six-pack of ice cold lagers clinking as he set them on the library table. Condensation oozed out onto the polished mahogany surface of the wood from the mushy edges of cardboard. “I mean, we both know I’m hilarious and I didn’t get so much as a single giggle out of her.”
“Yeah,” Sam snorted mockingly, “weird.” Dean garnered minimal sympathy from his brother on account of Sam’s long-suffering endurance of Dean’s habitually incessant jocularity as a method to diffuse stress between hunts. The hilarity, with repeated exposure, had devolved into background noise – something akin to the monotonous humming tread of the Impala’s tires on asphalt rather than humor. Sam thought from Dean’s account of his conversation with you that you sounded like a perfectly reasonable and discerning individual and someone whose personality matched well to the angel’s decidedly temperate wit.
Dean snapped the metal cap off one of the bottles, the sharp wet hiss of pressurization bubbling in the air. He continued speculating, “I’d bet you anything…”
The younger Winchester noticed the dapperly dressed figure idling in the alcove of bookshelves first.