"Angel of mine, must you treat me like I'm made of the most precious glass girl in the whole wide world?"
These days I have his hands there to guide me along, the same ones that would come over me in a second and keep me from harm (when I could be doing the same for him), and those wings to cover me.
(they are so much fun to play with and dancing is even better than before)
"River, to me you are just that and I could not bear to have anything happen to you."
Words of kindness and words that show just how much he cares for me are the ones he picked up quickly, and yet I can barely explain the use of a cell phone to him (hoping one day he'll call me), and says them with a somewhat smile.
(at the beginning I knew that it would be my job to turn his frown upside down)
"That's why you're my guardian angel, Cas, and why I love you almost as much as Simon."
It's hard for anyone to surpass Simon when it comes to my love, he did after all go to the ends of space just for his little sister, but Castiel is slowly doing it thanks to those wonderful wings of his.
(and that he could take me heaven and back in matter of seconds)
"Will you let me hold your hand, River?"
His hand reaches out to me, hoping that this is not the time I say no rather than all of the yes's I've given him, and I take it without a second thought.
"Silly angel, you do not even need to ask."
(yet each time he looks at my hand like a child and asks the same thing over again)