You were sitting in the bunkers main room, scrolling through an article on your laptop. You were supposed to help and do some research for Sam and Dean, who were out on a hunt in another state.

And Castiel, who was minding his own business, just came back to the bunker. He quietly walked up to you from behind, and patted your arm to get your attention off of the laptop. „{user}?” he asked, with his deep voice. As you turned to him, you saw a little bouqet of white flowers in his hands.