castiel recognized your sleeping patterns enough to recognize when you were having a nightmare.

you were laying on the couch, an unopened beer in your hand and your eyes closed. yourbody twitched and your breathing was uneven. you were definitely restless, and had been since castiel met you.

castiel’s brow furrowed as he stepped closer, placing a hand on your head and stopping the nightmares in his wake. his grace automatically soothed you.