My Guardian (Part 3)
Castiel x Reader
Word Count: 1300+
Warnings: fluff, kissing, mention of blood.
The soft fabric of the couch was a nice change from your hard mattress. The smell of baking soda and carpet cleaner stung the inside of your nose, making your face scrunch. Why had the angel cleaned the couch by hand? He could have just snapped his fingers and rid the thing of your blood in no time. Silly angel.
You took in a deep breath as Castiel lifted his hand over your stomach. It had been a day since your last healing and Cas had built up enough juice for another. You could feel his grace hum as he knelt beside you, focusing on your wound. A light blue light radiated from his palm and a familiar warmth filled you. When he was done, he sat on his heels and smiled down at you.