A/N:Sorry you guys, I've had a really stressful past year, though I wish I'd have checked my folder because this had been sitting in there half finished for the past 4 months :/ But hey I'm feeling productive today, so updating fics.
10. Castiel/Balthazar
When Balthazar had been set free from his ring of holy fire and snapped himself away from the Winchesters, he hadn't expected that he'd being seeing Cas so soon. Yet here the younger angel was standing across from him a serious expression on his face.
He smiled trying to break some of the tension, but the scowl on the younger angel's face stayed firm.
"Cassie," he nods in acknowledgment, trying to get some reaction, because right now there are so many emotions swimming through those brilliant blues that Balthazar isn't sure whether he's about to be embraced or banished. Frankly he wouldn't blame Cas for the later.
But then Castiel is taking a step towards Balthazar, and his shoulders are relaxing from that rigid line of tension, and the scowl is lessening, and really Balthazar gets it now. He truly is a lucky angel, certainly he doesn't deserve this mercy; this torch to remain lit, even after all these years.
And to think, that all it took was a faked death, hundreds of years, a trip to Hell, falling from grace, being killed by two archangels, a second trip to Hell, and a deal with a demon before they finally ended up on the same page with one another.
"I'm mad at you."
"I know."
A few more steps and they're nearly nose to nose.
"I should hate you."
"I know…"
Expression softening, the younger angel sighs softly.
"But I don't."
The corners of Balthazar's mouth quirk up in the barest of smiles as he raises a hand to cup Castiel's cheek.
"Cas, I'm s-"
"Don't."
"But…"
"I don't want an apology, I don't need an excuse, I just want you."
If Balthazar were human, he'd swear his heart just skipped a beat, as it were, he can't focus on anything other than the pair of pink chapped lips pressed against him in a tender kiss.