Cas lost his grace, and he is having trouble dealing with normal human things, and whenever he has trouble he goes to you.
I sat in the bunker library with my feet up on the table reading a book about witches and eating a PB&J. "Y/n, why is my stomach making weird grumbling noises?" he asked as he walked in, looking at his stomach. "Cas, that's called hunger, and when you feel that it means you gotta eat something." I laugh as I take another bite out of my sandwich. "So, you want a bite?" you asked him, holding out your sandwich.
Cas stands there and contemplates for a moment before walking towards me and holding the sandwich in his hand, then stares at it. "Go on, don't be shy." he looks at it once more before taking a small bite. His eyes suddenly widen and he looks at me and the sandwich as if he's just discovered the meaning of life. "Y/n, there is a sensation on my tongue and a satisfaction in my stomach that I have never felt before." I just smile and continue reading as he eats the sandwich.
"Also," he says and I look up at him. "Why does my mouth and throat feel so dry."
"Ah, that's because you need a drink, here." I hand him my beer that I was drinking from. "Alcohol?" he asks, "How will that help?" I shake my head, "You just gotta drink something." you respond. He looks down the neck of the bottle before taking a sip. Once he takes one sip, he doesn't stop and he finishes the whole bottle in a few seconds. "I feel better now."
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I grab a flannel shirt and a pair of jeans from my draw and throw them onto my bed. I pull off my sweatpants and the tank top that I slept in and place them next to the other clothes. I am now standing there in my underwear when Cas suddenly comes in to the door. "CAS OH MY GOD." he looks at me confused as I tried to pull on my clothes as fast as I could. "Ever heard of knocking?!" I pull up my jeans and pull on my button up flannel. "I was just-" Cas scans my body and his eyes fall on my breasts. I blush hard as his eyes widen. "Would you quit looking at me like that?! It's making me uncomfortable."
"Sorry, I uh"
"Cas please leave."
"Okay." he stared at the floor for a few seconds, as if he was concentrating on something. "Cas, what are you doing?"
"I'm trying to teleport to the library."
"Cas, just take the stairs, you can't teleport anymore, remember." I say buttoning up my shirt. "Right." Cas blushed, which is something I've never seen before as he walked to the stairs.
I sit down on my bed and think. Does Cas like me? Do I like him? To be honest, I've always felt something towards Cas. It's something about his soft dark brown hair, his curiosity, and especially his blue eyes that are a void that I could get lost in.
Castiels P.O.V.
I walk downstairs and feel my cheeks heat up, was I blushing? The pit of my stomach churned and it felt as if a million butterflies were flapping their wings inside of me. Was it because of y/n? Did I have feelings for her?
I see Dean sitting on a chair sipping a beer. "Dean, I have a question." he sat up straighter and turned around. "What's up Cas?"
"Why do I feel a strange sensation in my stomach whenever I see y/n? My skin tingles whenever our skin touches. My heart rate speeds up and my hands get all sweaty, and I can't speak properly when she's around." I confess. Dean chuckles and smiles as he takes another sip. "So Cas has the hots for y/n."
"What does that mean?"
"You have feelings for her, that's what happens to humans when they're attracted to someone."
"What do I do?"
"Listen up, this is a sure fire way to get any girl." he says as he explains what a 'pick up line' is.
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Your P.O.V.
I go over to the coffee maker and pour the coffee into a mug. I take a sip savouring it's warming sense on this cold morning. I take a seat on the couch and sip again. I sit there and think for a while. "Hey y/n." my thoughts are interrupted and I look up to see Cas standing there awkwardly. "Hey Cas."
"If you were a fruit, you would be a pineapple, no wait, a fine-apple." Cas stuttered. "Cas, what are you doing?"
"Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I injured my knee falling for you."
"Cas, are you hitting on me?" I giggle. "Dean said it would work." Cas suddenly looked sad and he pulled his puppy dog face and I wanted to just hug him right then and there.
"Y/n it's just, whenever you're in the room, my stomach churns and tingles. "And whenever our hands accidentally touch or our arms brush against each other, I feel like I just want to hold you in my arms. I love how your hair always falls next to your face so effortlessly and I just want to run my fingers through it. But the most amazing thing about you of all, is how you get that spark in your eyes when you talk about something you're passionate about. I feel like I could listen to you talk about anything for days just to see your eyes sparkle-" I cut him off as I plant my lips against his.
He holds my face in his hands and I tangle my fingers in his hair. We both pull away simply so that we can both breath. I smile up at him, "I love you too Cas."
"Is that what love is?" he asked, tilting his head. "It is."
