Disclaimer:
The characters and the world of Supernatural do not belong to me in any way. I'm writing this for fun, and make no money from this foray into the world of hunters and angels.
Author's Note:
Happy new year!
A lot of people have been asking for a sequel to "Castiel's Prayer", which was supposed to be a standalone fic. So... here you are. I hope it's everything you wanted!
Lunarelle
Castiel…
Every day, I think about you.
I think about the texture of your skin. The color of your eyes.
I think about how long that you take sometimes to answer us when we pray to you. Every time you wait to appear, I have this flutter in my heart. It makes me feel like a girl to say that, but, you know what? It's okay. I never understood it when girls said that their hearts fluttered. It sounds like the heart is a butterfly.
But my heart is a butterfly. It flutters when I anticipate your arrival. If I had to describe it, I would say that it's a monarch butterfly when it comes to you. Majestic and colorful, with golden-orange wings that flutter as it flies towards its flower.
And my flower would be you. I know you come to me normally, but if I could, I would fly to you. I would fly to you and stay there on you for days, swallowing your nectar and loving every bit of it.
I hope that you would love it too. That you would love it as I sampled the taste of your lips and ran my fingers through your hair.
But I don't know. You keep your feelings hidden well enough.
I mean, I know you like me and Sam, but maybe that's because you're an angel.
Personally, I love you. I want you. I miss you when you're not around. Not because you're an angel and we're fighting demons. No, I miss you. All of you.
Sam says you're like our brother.
You're so much more than my brother. Part of me feels that you're my soulmate. Is that silly to say? I sound like a girl. Again.
You won't hold it against me, will you? If I tell you that I love you and that I want to be with you? I think you like me too. I mean, we had a few close calls together…
Every time something happened to you, I felt like my heart had gotten ripped out of my chest.
I've been so afraid of losing you, Cass… so afraid. I can't fathom it. I can't imagine our lives, my life, without you in it.
I've lost a lot of people in my life, you know. I don't have many people left. You and Sam are the two most important people to me now. I can't lose either one of you. Not again.
Why, you ask?
I don't know why, Cass. I really don't know. It just feels right. You and me feel right. I want you with me. There's nothing else I can say.
I want you with me. I want to be the one you lean on. The one you go to when you want to talk about anything. I want to be your one. You're already mine.
I hope I'll be yours someday. Somehow. Some way.
The End