Word count: 300-ish
Genre: General
Rating: worksafe
Summary: Demons generally possess good-looking people, right?
"Wow, you are one ugly son of a bitch," Dean states as the demon walks into the room.
Castiel is taken aback for a moment, and turns to look at the man beside him. Is Dean able to see the true form of the demon, hiding behind the flesh of its Human host, all of a sudden? Only angels, and humans close to falling into the Pit should be able to see them, and he feels a wave of fear crash into him. Has Dean gone and done something stupid without telling him? (Again?) But then he realizes; Dean is not talking about the twisted darkness beneath the surface; he is talking about the vessel. Castiel turns back to their enemy, eyes narrowing as he regards it again. He supposes Dean is right; over the years that he has spent with the Winchesters he has learned to perceive the characteristics that make each human unique, instead of simply a mirror image of their heavenly Father. And he supposes one can say that this vessel isn't one of the more attractive ones.
He has also noticed, to his confusion, that people have a tendency to trust an attractive individual easier than someone with non-desirable features. It has something to do with symmetry and order, he believes… That might be the reason why most demons tend to chose beautiful people to possess.
This knowledge also makes Castiel wish again that Dean could be able to view him in his true form; he knows himself to be much more beautiful to Human eyes that way. Perhaps, if Dean had been able to perceive him as he really is, he would find it easier to trust Castiel, as well. That would certainly have made things easier for them both.