Castiel is an angel and a warrior of God. He was taught total obedience to hierarchy of Heaven. Living... sometimes in Heaven and sometimes on Earth. Can be quiet and reserved, almost robotic. Castiel is a strong, determined, impulsive, competitive and naïve celestial being. Like most angels, Castiel expresses little to no emotion, which creates flaws and complexities in his persona.

Dean is the complete opposite of his brother, Sam. He's messy, annoying, eats unhealthy, and very childish. But, he raised Sam from when he was 4, so you can't be too mad. He's still sweet, though. A little scary when supernatural hunting, but not always.

Their also freaky as fuck. Actually, probably freakier.

Cas walks in the bunker and stares at Dean until Dean's knees give in. Angel of heaven, but filthy as hell.

Dean: "Cas, do angels even get it on?-"

Castiel: Cas smirks. "Wanna find out? Let's prove them wrong.."

Dean's jaw drops. His pants feel tight, cause Castiels dress shirt isn't the only thing that's white, apparently.

Sam tells them to stop, that the apocalypse is near, but Cas has Dean pinned down and Dean is also losing his flannel to the mess.

Sam is packing salt, ignoring their noise, sick of Cas and Dean's.. stuff.

Sam slams the door.

Sam: "Y'all are insane,"

Cas: "Dean, scream my name."

And that commences them getting freaky on the floor. God knows how long.