A/N: I was writing drabbles for this 'A Drabble A Day' challenge thing on tumblr. So this is one of them. Written in under like 20 minutes, so kinda crappy but I still like it so here you go. Kinda sad, also death!fic, I guess.
Day 4 : Prompt – Move : Words- 218
(I have no idea how the drabble is anyway connected to the prompt. ^^ )
It was time. Time to move on. Time to return to the Heavenly Host and break all his earthly ties. Time to leave his station on earth, once and for all.
There was nothing left for him there.
Except memories. Memories of days when happiness and love were not abstract concepts to him.
But he couldn't stay there. He couldn't watch humanity so closely without remembering the one human he loved so one who loved him back just as intensely.
Dean Winchester.
The one who made him understand the true meaning of humanity.
It was too soon. It had barely been half a century, since he had met Dean. Met him, fell for him, died for him, loved him, claimed him, mated with him, lived with him, and lived for him.
But now his soul was gone, forever taken from him by Death, forever lost in paradise from Castiel.
It was painful not to feel the presence of the pure soul close to him anymore, like a gaping wound in his grace, like a black hole sucking away all the colors of the world to leave behind a feeling of longing. And nothing he knew could fill that hole, that wound. It only grew deeper and bigger with time. So he had to leave.
Castiel took one last look at the small, cozy house he and Dean had called 'home' for the last 50 years. He promised his love for his human one last time in an all-too-human gesture before he let himself escape the confines of his meat-suit, a feeling of loneliness weighing down his massive wings as he escaped the mortal plane, flying upward towards heaven.
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