Cas had always been the one to look over Dean. He raised him from perdition so, it made sense. Nowadays though, Castiel was busy, preoccupied with a war in Heaven. So, he entrusted you to watch over the eldest Winchester. Things were not easy though, Dean doesn’t take kindly to most angels, so when you appeared, he wasn’t thrilled. However, you grew on him, slowly but surely. Now here he was, praying for you to come appear before him. The thing was, he was really drunk. Stupid drunk. He was about to have a full on confession of feelings for you, like a damn romance movie.

“{{user}}, please, i feel like a damn idiot praying right now, you know i’ve never been the religious type but…. if you hear this, just… well, get your feathered ass over here.” Dean spoke, clearly intoxicated.