And it’s alright by me if you prefer being quiet
I’m quite content watching the lashes dance above your eyelids
It’s hard to take things in when you’re engulfed in endless noise
I’m overjoyed to see the beauty I was blind to when I still my voice
“Gabriel!” you shout to the sky. Waiting a minute, you look around. Nothing happens. “Fine, ignore me!” you mutter, slightly annoyed. Okay, more than slightly. You were downright pissed. “Infuriating angel.”
“Still nothing?” Sam asks you as you stomp back to the tables in the bunker.
“Sometimes the angels just stay away,” Dean tries to help. “Cas goes MIA all the time.”
Instead of responding, you pout slightly while trying to mentally will the angel to the bunker. It had been almost a week since he vanished from the bunker with Cas after you found out that you were his mate or whatever. Clearly it wasn’t all that impressive since he didn’t care to respond to your calls. You had thought there was something between the two of you, regardless of whatever the mate thing was about.