Castiel always hated his wings. They were black, ugly, small and nothing special, even more-so compared to his sibling's. An angel once offered to fix them, but instead left him broken, alone and confused. How will he ever be able to let someone near them again, even someone as pure as Dean Winchester? DESTIEL A poor attempt at humour on my end, with hurt!Cas and protective!Dean
Rated: M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Humor - Chapters: 2 - Words: 7,309 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 37 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 4/23/2014 - Published: 4/22/2014 - Sam W., Dean W., Castiel