@la-vie-en-whump (since this is the last fic I´ll write for whumptober I´ll say it here) This writing challenge was a lot of fun and if you do this again next year I´d love to participate again! Thank you for doing this! 😀
and as promised I´ll tag you @sastiel-daily !
(moodboard by @smolstiel still to come)
Fandom: Supernatural
Relationship: Castiel/Sam Winchester
Additional Tags: Human Castiel, Human Castiel in the Bunker, Hurt Castiel, Light Angst, more like worry, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Castiel Needs a Hug, Hugs, Kissing, Bathing, they’re just really soft okay
The door to the bunker opened, Cas leaned back against it when it fell shut. He closed his eyes for a moment. His bag fell from his grip.
Dean and Sam stood at the foot of the stairs and looked at him, worried.
Cas pushed off the door and took a few shaky steps forward. He gripped the rail but stumbled on the first step. He fell forward.
Sam’s eyes widened and he ran up the stairs to catch him. Dean was close behind him.
He pulled Cas up but he was unconscious. Sam exchanged a worried look with Dean and together they carried him to a table in the library.
Dean went back up the stairs to get Cas’ bag.
Sam checked him over for injuries, found nothing but some bruises and scratches.
“He looks like shit. What do you think happened?” Dean asked.
Sam shook his head. “No idea.” He felt Cas’ pulse again. Then he shook his shoulder.
At that, he jolted upright. Cas sat there, his eyes wide as he looked from Dean to Sam and back. He breathed a sigh of relief and slumped a little.
Sam reached out to steady him and Cas leaned into the touch.
Dean frowned. “Cas what happened?”
A heavy sigh. “I fell from Heaven. My grace is gone.”
Worry passed over Sam’s face. He looked up at his brother and found the same expression there. “You can stay here.” Sam assured him.
Dean nodded.
“Thank you.” Cas looked up at them.
Sam asked: “D’you need anything?”
When Cas remained silent, Dean suggested: “How about something to eat?”
Cas stomach rumbled and he held a hand to it. “Yes.”
Dean tapped his fingers on the table. “Okay. I’ll go to the kitchen and make you something. Be back in a bit.” With that, he left.
Cas sighed deeply.
Sam started caressing his back. He watched Cas for a while, took in his appearance, the beard, the dark rings under his eyes.
Then Cas looked up at him. His eyes were so tired.
Sam pulled him in for a hug, wrapped both arms around him.
Cas jumped but relaxed just as quickly. He turned around a bit to reach for Sam, clenched his hands in the fabric of his shirt. His breath hitched a little when Sam’s hand slid up his neck, cradling his head against his chest. He closed his eyes and revelled in the gentle touch.
Whumptober Day 30 – Caregiver
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