wrath and righteousness

Cas hovering over and around Dean and encompassing him in his true form, all warm blue light and low humming vibrations and the sensation of tiny, tiny sparks that run over Dean’s skin and leave a pleasant shiver in their wake. Dean feels smaller than ever before, and safer than ever before. And whereas in the beginning, he was frozen in awe and felt unworthy of even looking upon Castiel when he was like this, he now relaxes into the endless embrace and sighs softly and contentedly, his hands reaching for the mass of wrath and righteousness and gentle adoration without hesitation, smiling without fear and cradling Cas to his body, holding him close to his heart, just like Cas cradles him.