slowlyfallingangel:
Castiel really wasn’t sure what Chuck wanted. It’s not like he and the prophet had any particular connection other than the fact he had died once at Chuck’s side. That was the first time he died.
Castiel appeared in Chuck’s living room. He took a look around before his gaze landed on the smaller man.
“Hello,” he said. “What did you wish to discuss?”
Chuck jumped a little when Cas started speaking, he had been so lost in his own mind that he hadn’t even realized the angel had come in. Had chuck been fully God again, this wouldn’t have happened. But, seeing as he was so lost in his human nature it was very possible that he could be startled.
“Oh..Cas” He choked out, looking up at the angel. He first wanted to prepare him for what he was about to hear, he was sure the angel would be shocked, but Cas was good at hiding things so he felt like he wouldn’t know if he was angered or delighted by the news.
“Uh, before I start, you might want to sit down. I’m not even joking, Cas, I know you’re an almighty angel and stuff, but I think even you are going to be a little surprised. Or maybe angry, yeah probably angry, and a bit confused and then they’ll be more anger and some questions and maybe you’ll ask if we can go drink a liquor store together and…” Chuck realized he had been rambling, so he stopped talking and clasped his hands in front of himself, offering the angel a half-hearted smile.
(Source: writingchuck)