Summery: short skirt, low top and a sleazy vampire you have to hit on? Sounds like all the fixings to make a certain angel jealous.
Castiel x Reader
Word count: 1782
A/N: Original Request: Hi! Do you mind doing a Jealous!Cas x Reader imagine? However, they’re not dating, but are forced to share their feelings? Thank you so much, darling! xoxo
The plan was foolproof, even for the Winchesters. You were hunting a vampire, plain and simple, but the vampire was taking young women, women who, with a little make up and certain styled clothing, fit your description perfectly.
The plan was to catch his attention, and when he brought you back to his place (with Dean, Sam and Castiel following right behind of course) cut off his head and rescue some women! Plain and simple. Not even Dean could screw this up. As long as they made sure to watch your back, you would be safe, especially when there was an angel watching your back.
Your heart sped up a little at the thought of Castiel.
You turned towards the mirror smoothing over the miniskirt you had just bought for the hunt, and boy was this miniskirt… mini. Not to mention the thin black, low cut, v neck t-shirt you had on barely covered your… assets, as Dean liked to say.
“Oh my god are you ready yet ?” you heard Dean yell from the other side of the bathroom door.
“Yeah, yeah hold on!” you grumbled back, fluffing your hair a little more and studying yourself.
You looked… well… It would certainly catch the vampires attention.
Balling your fist you opened the bathroom door a crack, sticking only your head out.
“Yes Y/N?” he questioned, confusion etched into his voice.
“Can, uh… Could I borrow your coat?”
“Yes, of course.”
Shrugging off his coat Cas placed it into your outstretched hands.
“Is everything alright? If you are uncomfortable-
“Oh no! its just- uh… well you’ll see.” you said ducking back into the bathroom and wrapping the oversized trench coat around yourself. You paused for a moment, loving the way the fabric felt on your skin, the way it smelled, like fabric softener and soap, like comfort, like Castiel.
Exiting the bathroom all three boys looked up.
“Ready?” Dean huffed, pushing up off the bed and grabbing his keys from the bedside table.
“Born.” you smirked.
The bar was so crowded you didn’t think any of you would get a seat, but eventually, after wandering around, you spotted an empty seat at the bar directly in the line of sight of a booth that sat a few steps away. Perfect for eavesdropping and guarding
You looked to Dean, eyebrows drawn together until you realized you still had on Cas’ trench coat.
You felt uncomfortable taking off the coat, it had covered so much skin that was now exposed.
“Thanks Cas-” your voice trailed off as you looked at the angel.
His eyes were wide and you could see his Adams apple bobbing as he swallowed.
“M-my… my pleasure.” he stuttered looking away as he toke his coat form you.
You smoothed your skirt down for the millionth time, hating how much skin it showed. Walking over to the bar you took your seat.
“What can I getcha?” the bartender asked quickly glancing at your attire, you could tell she was silently judging you. You didn’t blame her.
“Surprise me.” you sighed, turning in your seat and leaning your elbows against the counter.
Nothing so far.
You eyes wandered to the three boys, watching as they all shuffled into the booth, Dean and Sam sharing one side while Cas sat alone in the other. You wanted to be over there with him so bad.
As if they could tell you were thinking about them, all three looked over at you, Cas leaning in towards Dean and Sam to whisper, causing Dean to gesture wildly with his hands.
What on earth could they be talking about-
It was said like a purr, emphasizing the o as the man slid into the booth next to you. Looking him up and down you could tell he wasn’t your vampire.
“Beat it.” you grumbled.
“Awh come on-”
“I said beat it!” you hissed as you lunged forward, throwing the man off guard as he scrambled backwards.
“Alright, jeez… bitch.” he muttered under his breath as he walked past you.
“Douche bag.” you muttered back.
“Now, what’s a pretty little thing doing in a bar like this?”
British accent? that’s how he hooked them? How original, you thought as you plastered a smile on your face when the vampire walked up to you.
“Just looking for a good time I guess.”
“Ah,” he paused and raised an eyebrow at you “How’s that working out for you?”
“So far so good I’d say.” you purred.
“May I?” the vampire questioned to the now vacant seat that was next to you, before you could said yes he took a seat.
“Here’s your drink.” the bartender said, setting down a beer in front of you.
“Anything I can get you?” she questioned to the vampire.
“I’m fine for now, thank you.” he dismissed waving the bartender off.
His eyes connected with yours and you watched them darken, they had a primal look in them that you couldn’t believe the other girls hadn’t noticed. This man didn’t look trustworthy at all.
“What a lovely name, almost as lovely as you.”
You were sure you were gonna puke.
“Why thank you, such a gentlemen.” you giggled as you pushed his arm playfully.
“I think all women deserve to be treated with the utmost… affection.” his voice lowered and you suppressed the urge to roll your eyes instead smirking and leaning towards him.
“What kinda affection are we talking about?” you cooed, shimming your shoulders seductively.
“What kind would you like?” he smirked, leaning closer towards you until you felt his breath on your lips. You wanted so badly to pull away.
Suddenly, as if reading your mind, Castiel pulled you away from the vampire.
“I think its time to go Y/N-”
“Castiel!?” you growled as you were pulled off your barstool and dragged out the door.
Glancing back you noticed Sam and Dean were gone.
“What are you doing!? Cas!” you yelled again, trying to pull your grip away from the angel.
“Its time to go home.” he stated simply.
“Go home? Go home!? are you kidding me? I bet all those innocent girls wanna go home too Cas!”
“Don’t.” Castiel growled
Growled, Castiel growled at you. What the hell was going on?
“No Cas, we had a plan and you just screw it up! What are we suppose to do now!”
“We’ll find another way-”
“This way would have worked fine!” you yell finally pulling your arm free and stopping causing Castiel to halt with you.
“Not with you as bait.”
“You agreed to it before!”
“That was before I saw-” Cas stopped mid sentence, shrinking back into the comfort of his trench coat. you would have found it so cute if you were so mad.
“Before what Cas? Hmm? You knew this is what needed to happen!”
“ I didn’t know that-” he stopped again, as if biting his tongue.
“You are unbelievable,” you sighed angrily “What Cas? You didn’t know what?”
“I didn’t know how mad I would get!”
“What the hell are you mad about?!”
“I don’t want to see you with other guys because I want to see you with me!”
It was as if Castiel’s words surprised even him, his chest was heaving and his fists were clenched by his side.
“Well- I-!” you couldn’t help but stutter your words, completely baffled as your mouth was still pursed in anger.
“We’re going home.”
“Wait, where are Sam and Dean?” you yelled, still trying to hold onto any anger that you had left. Castiel did ruin the hunt after all.
“After I explained my… feels- they agreed to stop the hunt and headed home.”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Cas, you just pulled me away from a vampire that we were suppose to kill. We’re talking about this!”
“I don’t like seeing you with other guys okay!”
“Why? I was only pretending Cas!”
“Yeah well, he wasn’t! I could read his thoughts and- and the things he was thinking-” Cas was shaking now, practically vibrating with anger.
You stepped forwards, resting a hand on his arm.
“The way he was looking at you, all the men in that bar- they- they were thinking such-” Castiel shook his head and grabbed your arms pulling you close and looking into your eyes, his own eyes reflecting sadness but something darker underneath.
“I don’t want anyone but me looking at you like that.”
You heart hammered in your chest at his words, the way he practically growled them, the way he gripped your arms, the way he held your gaze. You thought your legs would surly give out simply from the possessive look that darkened Castiel’s eyes.
“Well- the same goes for you!” you yelled hesitantly.
“I wouldn’t dream of it!” he growled pushing you until you back hit a wall.
“Well- me either!” you growled back.
You saw something spark in Castiel’s eyes at your tone and before you knew what was happening he was kissing you roughly. His hands flew all over your body, starting at your cheeks and slowly making their way lower until his hands were scooping you up by the thighs. Your legs wrapped around his waist which only caused him to press you into the wall even harder, lips making their way down your jaw and to the soft spot behind your ear. You moaned as your hands tugged his hair back gently, only causing him to kiss you more.
“I love you.” Cas whispered as he trailed kisses back up your neck, lips connecting with your mouth once more.
You pulled back to look at him, studying his eyes carefully, they seemed to soften at his words, not as possessive as they had once been.
“I’m sorry-” Cas stuttered averting his eyes
“Why are you sorry?” You questioned, smiling warmly as your fingers played in his hair “I love you too.”
Castiel let out a shaky breath “Really?”
“Mmhmm,” you hummed softly against his mouth, placing another swell of kisses onto the angels lips. Castiel set you down gently and cupped your face, brushing his thumbs against your lips as he stared intently at your mouth, thinking how much he wanted to kiss you again and again.
You couldn’t help but bite your lip as you tilted your head up to look into the angels eyes.
“Say it again.” you whispered with a smile.
“I love you.” Cas whispered as he stroked your cheek gently, eyes wandering over your face lovingly before he placed a kiss to your lips.
“I love you.”
You smiled smugly.
“I love you too.”