Imagine singing aloud to your headphones and Cas compliments you and then, well, you'll see . . .

A/n - if you're like me and can't sing very good, then just pretend, k? XD

Also, do you prefer longer imagines or shorter ones?

I've been trying to get them at least 500 words, but some are shorter, some longer. I hope ya'll don't mind.

Word Count: 457

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"At first I was afraid, I was petrified," you sing loudly to the music blaring through your headphones.

You then proceed to belt out the whole song, even dancing a bit. 

"I will survive!" 

You finish with a flourish, bowing low. 

The next song on your playlist comes on and you start singing, "Mia hee-" but you're interrupted as you come face-to-face with your favourite angel. 

"Heya, Cas," you greet, taking your headphones off.

"What are you doing?"

"Um, singing," you pause, face heating. "Was I bad?"

"No, you were quite good," he answers in his gruff-sounding voice. 

"Aww, thanks."

"You're welcome."

You stand there awkwardly for a few seconds, "Need something?" 

"Uh, I was wondering if I could stay over here tonight?" 

The question shocks you. You've had a crush on him for quite sometime, but haven't done anything about your feelings. Now he's asking to sleepover at your house?

You don't live in the bunker with the boys, instead you live in a small house an hour away. It's a nice, enclosed area surrounded by trees. 

"Um, sure. Any particular reason why?"

"No, I just thought it'd be . . . nice."

"I don't have a guest bedroom," you venture, breath almost catching in your throat as you realize what that could imply. 

His blue eyes meet yours and a smile graces his lips, "I don't sleep, remember?"

"Oh, yeah," you laugh nervously. You swallow and put away your phone and listening device. He just stands there like he wants to say something. "Something on your mind?"

"Dean said that I should 'man up'. . ." 

You raise a quizzical brow, "'Man up'? Why?"

Before you have a chance to say anything else, you find yourself shocked as soft lips meet yours. Blinking, you just stand there, frozen with surprise.

He pulls away and looks at you, his expression fearful, "Did I do it wrong?"

At this inquiry, you burst into a fit of laughter. 

He looks confused and possibly hurt, so you stop and regain your composure. "Sorry, Cas. It's just, you shocked me is all. You were perfect. . ."

Your eyes land on his mouth involuntarily, and then you grab him by the collar of his trench coat and pull him into another kiss. His hands roam over your back and into your head before resting on your cheeks.

"I should've done this sooner," Cas says as you take a breath. 

You inhale heavily, "Yeah, but this is awesome too."

"Wait," you say, pulling back to grab your phone and your bluetooth speaker. 

"What are you doing?" 

"Putting on some romantic music. Ya know, to set the mood," you flash him a grin.

His own lips pull into a taut smile, "I think the mood was already set."

You shrug and practically run into his arms, smashing your lips on his.