Supernatural Imagines & Preferences ^Completed^

Blue, Like Icicles (Castiel×Reader)

   15th Day of Christmas

   You waited impatiently as your hunting partners, Sam and Dean, went on a grocery run. You sat by yourself in the library, reading up on some lore. It was your goal to finish every book in the library before you died, which would probably be soon. You finished the book about Pagan Gods, going over to the shelf to find another one that sparked your interest. After about 5 minutes of looking, you saw a book about werewolves. You grabbed it and went to sit back at the table. You sat at your seat when you felt a small gust of wind on your face. Looking up, you saw a man with a confused face.

   "Who the hell are you," you shrieked as you scrambled to get out of your chair. You pulled your knife out of your pocket, blindly throwing it at him. You heard the scraping of wood against tile and watched as he walked towards you with the knife in his arm. He pulled it out of his arm and tossed it on the floor. No blood. Why isn't he bleeding? 

   "Hello. I'm Castiel and you must be (Y/N). The boys have told me so much about you." You struggled to find words and eventually walked passed him towards the door. Grabbing your winter coat and shoes, you walked out the door and sat on the front porch step. 

   "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," Castiel sat down on the step next to you. "The boys said they were gonna tell you I was stopping by. You nodded, confirming you new he was going to be there. 

   "I knew you were coming, but I assumed that you were gonna be a normal person who was gonna knock on the door and not some supernatural being." You looked up, catching his eyes. There were a beautiful blue. A beautiful blue. You felt your cheeks heating up and Castiel looked concerned. 

   "It looks like the cold is getting to your cheeks. Let's go back inside." You both walked in, going back to the table. You grabbed the book you were reading and attempted to get back to reading it, but you could feel his eyes on you. You looked up, rolling your eyes.

   "Castiel, what do you want?" 

    "Sorry. Was I staring? You're just really pretty..." Blush rose to his cheeks, making you smile. 

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This was supposed to be posted yesterday, but my internet decided to cut out so y'all will be getting two imagines today!!!

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