Hey there, can I have an imagine where me and my older sister are staying with the guys and Cas asks me for help to get him and my sister together? My name is CJ and I'm 12. Sorry, figured it would be better than me and one of the guys in a relationship. Love your blog <3
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Hi. Thank you! I’m sorry for the wait. I hope it was worth it! And I really enjoyed writing this. I loved the idea for it.
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You were sitting cross-legged on your bed in the bunker, your sheets in a crumpled mess beneath you. You crunched on some Doritos, the bag crinkling as you stuck your hand in to grab another. In front of you, the TV was playing Friends reruns, and you laughed at the antics of your favourite characters.
For the past few weeks, you and your sister had been staying with the Winchester boys at their bunker. The two of you had been on the run ever since a vampire had attacked your parents a few months back. You and your sister had managed to escape, but the vampire wanted to finish what it had started. Even though your sister drove you from one motel to the next, constantly on the move to stop it from tracking you, it had eventually caught up with you.
You thought you were going to meet your bloody end in that shabby motel room, found by the cleaning lady the next morning as she came in to scrub the mouldy bathrooms and replace the bed sheets with ones which were cleaner but no less threadbare. But then two men had burst into the room, brandishing small swords which they had used to cut off the vampire’s head.
They had introduced themselves as Sam and Dean Winchester as they escorted you to their Impala, allowing the two of you to settle into the soft leather of the backseat. Then they’d driven you back to their bunker, promising that you’d be safe there and that you could stay for as long as you wanted. So you had, and it had become like a second home for you in the time that you’d been there.
They’d taken good care of the two of you, and Sam and Dean had treated you like the little sister they never had. They’d even introduced you to their friend Castiel. You’d been intimidated at first, considering the fact that angels weren’t exactly a normal companion for someone to have, but he’d been very sweet to both of you, especially your sister.
“Y/N.” Cas had zapped himself into your room, causing you to jump and spill Doritos all over your bed.
“Jesus, Cas!” you exclaimed, gathering the chips back into the bag. “Haven’t you ever heard of a door.”
“I’m older than humanity. Of course I’ve heard of a door,” he answered seriously. You sighed, brushing orange cheese dust off on your worn jeans.
“It was a rhetorical question, Cas,” you explained. “Now why did you come see me, anyway?”
“I wish to ask your advice on something,” he stated. You raised your eyebrows in disbelief.
“My advice? What would I be able to help you with?”
Castiel shifted uncomfortably. “It’s about your sister.” You smirked, leaning back against your pillows. So this was it, the reason behind all the conversations and glances he shared with your sister.
“What about her?” you asked innocently.
“Uh, well, I have certain human feelings for her and I wanted to know how best to ask her on a date.”
“I knew it!” you squealed. You jumped up, throwing your arms around Cas. “Oh my god, oh my god, you’re going to be my brother!”
“What has my father got to do with anything?” Castiel asked, his brows knitted together in confusion. “And I think marriage is definitely out of the question. I barely know her.”
You sighed in exasperation. “You barely know her now. But you’ll get to know her soon!” You zoned out, your mind a mess of flowers and elaborate place cards.
“Y/N,” Castiel said, interrupting your mental planning of the bridesmaid dresses. “I still need to ask her on a date. And I don’t even know if she feels the same way about me.”
“Of course she does!” you exclaimed.
“How can you be so sure?” he asked doubtfully. You sat down on the bed, tugging on his arm to make him sit down beside you.
“Cas,” you said, looking directly into his intense blue eyes. “I’ve known my sister my whole life. Trust me, she likes you.” A shy grin made its way onto the angel’s features and his eyes lit up.
“That is very good news,” he said.
“It is,” you agreed, smiling at his obvious joy. “Okay, so if you want to ask her out, you should probably buy her flowers. Nothing fancy like roses though, just some daffodils. They’re her favourite,” you explained. “Give them to her and tell her how you feel, and then ask her to a movie. She likes rom-coms the most.”
“And you think she’ll say yes?”
“Definitely,” you assured him.
Castiel grinned and stood up. “Thank you very much for your advice, Y/N.”
“Anytime, Cas,” you told him. “Now go ask her out! I wanna start planning the wedding.”
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Thanks for reading! Don’t judge me, but I listened to High School Musical songs while writing this. But hey, they’re catchy!
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