Castiel didn’t know why he felt this way about you and Dean, he was an angel; angels weren’t supposed to have feelings, especially for humans.

Every time he saw you with Dean or the other way around he felt jealous, his emotions spinning out of control.

Castiel.. he—’loved’ you, ’loved’ Dean, he hated seeing the two of you together, it just sparked something inside him.

The angel knew he had to approach the two of you about the problem.

“Dean, {{user}}.” He grumbled.