he scrambled to find some clothes in his dark room. there was no time to turn on the lights, or to find a matching shirt.
it felt as if there was a countdown, and castiel was quickly running out of time to fix what he did wrong. cas didn't even bother checking the time, it was probably after midnight since they got to his house late...
castiel had no idea what he was wearing at the moment, and honestly he didn't care. he grabbed his phone and keys before trying to stuff them in his pants pocket, only to realize that the pants had none. a few curse words were muttered as he tried to find his keys and phone on the dark ground.
once he made sure he had the necessities, castiel quickly walked towards the door and threw it open.... only to trip over dean on his way out.
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Paint |•| Destiel
Fanfiction"I could paint you. Your life. Your dreams." "Show me then." •artist!cas• •model!dean•
