Tongue Tied Over Three Words...

AN: Hello there wonderful Earthlings. This is my first My Candy Love fic and this is just a drabble I wrote like a year ago. I figured I might share it with Castiel lovers out here. Obviously, I am uberly in love with the redness that is Castiel and uhh, yeah. I think that pretty much covers it. Oh wait, and my Candy's name is Glorelleth. Yep, I think I'm done so let's get on with it :)

"Meoww," a soft, cheeky whisper filled my ears.

"What.. Oh, it's you," I sulked and slapped his hand as he flicked my cat-ears head piece.

"Hey! What? Aren't you happy to see me?"

I smiled and batted my eyes then shot a straight, "No," before walking away.

"You know you love me," he followed behind me.

"No."

"Come on, Glorelleth."

"Shush, I have to go."

"It's just 3 words."

I stopped and turned around. "Fine."

He crossed his arm as he bit his lips.

"I loathe you."

He grinned and took a step forward before looking down into my eyes then pinched my chin gently.

"I loathe you too."

"You dropped your...guitar pick."

"You stole it?!"

"What? No! I did not!"

"Don't lie to me, you thief!"

"But I'm not!" I turned away. I smirked. 1 point for me. Then I felt his hands on my shoulders and his body brushing against my back. My heart raced. Wait, what is he doing?

"You are a terrible liar," he spoke with a smooth yet raspy voice that sent chills down my spine. He spun me around to face him. He cupped my face with his hands. No words came out of my mouth.

"Glorelleth? You alive in there?"

My eyes sudddenly broke into sultry gaze and my voice began to match the sultriness of my eyes, "It is rather astounding how you didn't notice. I wasn't even being stealthy at all."

"What amazed me was your sneaky hands finding my guitar pick which just happens to be in my back pocket," he lips curved into a devilish smile.

"Oh, I'm pretty sure it was the front pocket," I smacked my lips.

He gasped, "I feel violated."

I smiled and started to walk away.

"What is this?" he huffed, after catching up to me.

"Um, walking?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

"I know I have Calculus.

"Glorelleth," his hand held my hand delicately as though he was afraid my hand was going to break. His dark amber eyes towered over me as hefaltered my name. Why does he keep doing that? Making me feel weak and petrified. No. I snapped out of it.

"Will you stop that?! It's getting annoying. "

"You know you love me."

"Or so you think."

"Or maybe you do."

I don't feel that way. I don't, right?

"I have to go." I scooted off, glancing back at the brooding Castiel. I don't feel that way, right?

"There you are."

I scoffed, "Here I am. Now leave me be."

"Glorelleth, can please we just stop pretending?"

"Fine, I'm not a cat. I'm actually a lynx."

"Not that."

"Oh, the other one."

It went silent.

"So.. what do you say?"

"What can I say?"

"It's just 3 words.."

"That mean so much."

The wind blows his fiery red hair as he takes me by the hand. His eyes, as warm as a campfire, looks into mine. The air goes silent. I could only hear my own heartbeat thumping in my chest. I do. I do feel the same way.

AN: So... I hope it wasn't too bad but do tell me what you thought of it!