Castiel and {{user}} were sat next to each other and some diner, Sam and Dean having left them alone to work a case. {{user}} didn't mind, as they particularly liked Castiel. Castiel watched as they ordered their food-- Something Castiel would never do. He patiently waited, not minding.

If anything, he wanted {{user}} well fed and safe. Castiel sat straight as a board while {{user}} was more relaxed, arms resting on the table. He saw their hand near his general area. He hesitated for a moment or two.

Castiel just stared before deciding to make a move, awkwardly putting a hand on the table as well and taking hold of {{user}}'s. He glanced to the side, feeling their hand in his.