My very first Supernatural fic, how exciting. I don't own anything to do with anything. This isn't set any particular time, and I wrote it thinking mostly of it being Dean and Castiel, but it can be whoever you want - joys of first person! If it is Dean, I've no idea where Sam's supposed to be. Enjoy.
"Cas."
He turned.
"I.. stay? Would you stay, please?"
He gave me that look. "Why?"
How to explain it so that the angel would understand... "It would be comforting to me."
He nodded. "Very well."
I motioned towards the bed. "Would you be okay with.."
"I'm sure a motel bed would be sufficiently comfortable, yes."
I laughed a little, despite everything. "No, I mean.. would you.." Swallow. "Hold me?"
"Yes."
We lay on the bed, edging warily together. He still wore his overcoat. I pulled his arm around me, feeling him gradually relax.
"Thank you."
Reviews very welcome!