Out there somewhere there’s a universe where season 9 went right. Where Cas first sat at the side of the road and watched the misty sun rise on his tired human face, where he screwed up using a microwave and Sam rescued him, where he marvelled at the growth of facial hair and Dean chuckled and noogied his bristly cheek; a universe where he learned to swim, first scabbed his knee, learned what it’s like to cry at something fictional, and Charlie explained why; a universe where he went after Metatron without his grace, without a flock or an army, without anything except a trunk full of weapons and two smart little boys who grew up heroes. A universe where Cas is a friend, not a plotline.
Stage 1 - Why is he looking at him like that?…its almost like they like eachother ha…ha…
Stage 2 - They would probably be a cute couple
Stage 3 - Omg I cant they’re so perfect. They should be together.
Stage 4 - DO YOU SEE THE LOVE IN HIS EYES?!?! HE WANTS HIM SO BADLY OH MY GOD. KISS KISS KISS KISS!!! *sobbing while printing pics of them together* BE TOGETHER FOREVER HAVE A HOUSE AND BABIES JAFKDLJFKALSS