Castiel stood in silence, watching from the kitchen doorway. He was confused, conflicted, and absolutely clueless. He didn't have time for nonsense, not with the apocalypse underway, but he still couldn't pull himself from his spot. It was a beautiful sight, at the very least, and he felt he could watch it forever. Not that it would last, he knew that, but he still didn't want the moment to be over just yet.
The sun shone through the kitchen window, the only source of light, and basked the room in a soft morning glow. Smells, delicious, wonderful smells wafted from the stove, a type of candy bread and pig meat cooking to perfection. The crackle of the bacon, the slight buzz of the burners, and a wondrous tune without lyrics or recognition were the only sounds. But the scene wasn't the only thing that was beautiful. It was a mere backdrop, an insignificant landscape to the portrait of her.
He wasn't sure when the odd feeling started, only that it was just for her. Her liked her, he knew that, but it wasn't the same as his like for Dean or Sam. He felt warm when he was near her, especially if she smiled. Or when she would put her hand on his shoulder, stare into his eyes and ask if he was alright, if he was okay with everything. She never asked for help, for a favor, she only asked after him, if he needed anything. She wouldn't let him fade into the background as Sam, Dean, and Bobby talked, she wouldn't let him be forgotten or ignored. If anything, she paid him more mind than Dean.
So she was a friend, then. That's the conclusion his mind came to, but it didn't sit quite right. Dean was his friend, but he didn't feel exceptionally happy when he talked to Dean. He thought that maybe it was because she was a girl, that her more feminine nature was a welcome relief from his usual company. Yet Anna was a girl too, more of a gruff and tough girl, but a woman nonetheless. Was it because of who her father was? Did Bobby have anything to do with it? It wasn't the most probable answer, but it was an answer.
A sharp sizzle and a sound of triumph brought Castiel back from his thoughts. She was in front of the stove, spatula in hand, gazing at the food with a substantial amount of concentration. He watched as she reached up and ran her free hand through her long auburn hair. It snagged a bit, getting caught in the mess of curls, but to him they fell perfectly every day. Her hand dropped back to her side, adjusting her loose, flannel shirt, then rested at her hip.
She wasn't dressed to impress, just her usual old shirt and jeans, but she was still stunning. The ill fitting outfit left much to the imagination, but from the break-in to the Crowley manor, he knew she was slender. Curved in all the right places, then muscled where it mattered. Bobby often referred to her as: "cute as a button," but Castiel didn't understand what was so cute about a button.
She was strong too, not as strong as any of the boys, but she could hold her own. Whenever Bobby would let her, she was out taking down evil, and she has proven on more than one occasion that she can take care of herself. Yet Castiel still found himself worrying about her. She could talk-the-talk and walk-the-walk, but he still took unnecessary chances during a fight to make sure she was fine. He noticed Sam and Dean would do it too, so maybe they felt the same way as he did about her. He remembered that they once referred to her as: "like a sister." Did that mean Castiel saw her as a close family member as well? It was possible, but it still didn't explain everything he felt.
Who was Tessa to him?
Another flip and sizzle, and she was back to humming again. She went to the sink, cleaning up last night's mess, and Castiel wondered why she always cleaned up after everyone. She didn't have to, she just does it, no thanks necessary. She never asked for assistance, never grumbled or complained about the housework, and she rarely ever raised her voice. No one ever lent her a helping hand, yet she was there for every scrape or bruise, be it major or minor, and would silently bandage your wounds without so much as a scornful glance.
She told everyone to be more careful or tease them about learning new moves, but she never got angry with anyone. She was kind, caring and beautiful, strong and helpful, and she was often heard scoffing at the idea of being a damsel in distress. She was by no means a perfectionist, but to Castiel she seemed perfect. He didn't understand why or how she was perfect, he could point out major flaws to her character, but somehow they only made her better.
Castiel heard steps coming from the stairs, and he guessed Sam or Dean had woken up. Tessa must have heard it too, for she turned around to face whoever it was. She spotted Castiel in the doorway and looked momentarily shocked, but it soon broke way for a bright smile. It practically glowed warmth and comfort, and Castiel felt a stirring deep in his stomach. He couldn't help it, he smiled back. While her's was natural and welcoming, his was small and a bit shy.
An image of the cupid shot into his mind, but not the cupid itself. Its job, what cupid stood for to humans, that's what he thought of, and he felt like maybe he was just hit with one of its arrows. Was that it, was that what he was feeling? It felt right, but it couldn't be. His smile faltered a bit, but Tessa didn't seem to mind as she walked forward to greet him. She pulled him into a gentle embrace, her warm and smooth voice asking how he was, what he needed. He simply stood there, unsure of himself and her. He looked up to see Dean in the kitchen now, and made eye contact with him while Tessa released him all too soon. Castiel blinked and looked down at her, did he he get shot with cupid's infamous arrow?
Was he in love with Tessa Singer?
Okie dokie, then. I just had to get this out of my system, watching Supernatural I couldn't help but want to put my own OC with the darling little Castiel! Anywho, I was debating doing this as a story, but I already have sooooooo many stories to update that this will just have to stay a one-shot for now. Tell me what y'all think! Please review!