When I am Old
@curliesallovertheplace requested: Hiya! Lately I’ve been obsessed with the song ‘When I’m old’ by Lawson and I think it would make a cute fluffy Dean aesthetic or Sam, or Cas… I love them all! Go where your muse leads you! Love ya
The song gave me Cas feels I hope that is ok. And thanks a billion to the amazing @bkwrm523 for this drabble. Go follow her y’all!
“Cas,” you got your angel’s attention with laughter in your voice. "This is perfect.“
The two of you had the bunker to yourselves for the night; Sam and Dean were out on a case for a few days. Castiel had arranged a candlelit dinner of your favorite (ordered out, as the angel still hadn’t mastered cooking) for just the two of you. A blush heated up your cheeks as Castiel looked at you and smiled, a world of love in his eyes.
"I’m glad, honeybee.” Castiel replied. "You deserve… so much more than I can give you.“
"Cas.” You got his attention again, this time your voice a gentle admonishment. You reached across the table and took his hand. "You’re all I want. You make me happy. Okay?“ Castiel smiled at you and blushed, ducking his head shyly before he murmured his assent.
You took another bite of food, savoring the taste. The sound of a chair made you open your eyes again, to see Castiel standing and moving towards you.
"Cas?” You asked, wondering at his behavior.
“I have been told this is customary.” Castiel explained, clearing up nothing. He fidgeted, standing next to you, looking away and gathering himself before speaking. "Y/n, the time we’ve spent together has been… incredible. Unreal. I never thought I would be this happy before. I love your smile, your laugh, everything about you. And I don’t want it to end.“
You cocked your head at the angel, wondering where on earth he was going with this as he paused for breath. Then, Castiel kneeled next to you, and your breath caught, and all you could see was his blue, blue eyes.
"Y/n, will you marry me?”