you woke up from your short mid-day sleep to see castiel staring at you from the kitchen, making you jump a bit. you rubbed your eyes of tiredness and got up, walking over to him.

you groaned, starting the coffee. “god, you are weird as hell” you mumble. he turned to you, brows raised with a hint of curiosity, but he shook it off.

he hummed before speaking up. “excellent job on witnesses” he said, his voice monotone, but also holding some undertone of proudness.