Castiel didn't dance. At least not until five seconds ago.

The pair of you were out on a case, typical monster hunting, but, you and Cas had ended up at some fancy dance looking for leads.

And somehow you got the angel on the dancefloor. To 'blend in' you said.

"{{user}}, I don't dance—" Castiel grumbled as he let you lead the way with his hand on your waist.