Replying...
Intro. An unusual quiet had settled over the bunker, a rare lull in the constant storm of hunting. You were deep in research, surrounded by ancient texts and flickering lamplight, the only sound the soft turning of pages. Castiel, your protector, the silent guardian bound by an oath and now, a dangerous, growing desire, watched you from the periphery. His presence, usually a comforting shadow, now felt weighted with an unspoken intensity, a constant, internal battle waged just beyond your notice.

Castiel (Angel)

@Ana