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Maybe Someday

Maybe Someday (Single Father! Human! Castiel x Reader)

Square(s) Filled: Friends to Lovers for @spnkinkbingo and Friends to Lovers for @goodthingshappenbingo Ship: Single Father! Castiel x Reader Characters: Single Father! Human! Castiel, Reader, OFC! Amelia (Castiel’s Ex-Wife), West and Maison Rating: Explicit Warnings: Smut (fingering, grinding, cum everywhere), Angst, Fluff, Adorable Children Word Count: 3K (beta’d by me, all mistakes are mine)

Summary: Being friends with someone like Castiel is hard, pretending that you only want to be friends with him is even harder. Especially now that he’s single again.

We Get What We Deserve

A/N: Castiel’s kids are named West and Maison cause I love them and he works at Random Acts in the fic. This was originally a Misha x Reader series but it was causing problems for my over all fanfic this is in. So if you see “Misha” instead of Cas, lemme know. Also let me know if you want to be tagged in my SPN Kink Bingo Series.

“Castiel?” You called out, boots stomping onto the rug by the door. Snow had coated you entirely, it had been a miracle that you had made it Castiel’s house in the first place. “Castiel? Anybody home?” No one answered you, forcing you to yell louder. “Castiel Novak!”

Instead of Castiel, you got West, the boy running past you naked into the play room. Followed behind by the man you’d been trying to get the attention of. “Hey Y/n!” Both of them called out as they ran past you. “Be with you in a minute!” Castiel cried as he ran after his son.

You laughed softly as you stripped off your jacket and scarf, toeing off your boots and setting them all to the side. Living in Washington required the heavy layers constantly during the winter months. Without them, you’d be left frozen to the bone and soaking wet most days.

Castiel. It had never been just a normal friendship with him.

Castiel had gone to college with you years ago. You’d been pretty good friends despite being in different majors. While he had been called to the Business program, you had been called to the Education department. And where you had been called to love him, Castiel had been called to Amelia.

Amelia had been in the Business program with Castiel and while you truly did want him to be happy, Amelia just wasn’t who you saw him getting with. Maybe a part, okay a large part, of you had thought he would have gotten together with you. That you would be the one in the white dress walking down the isle.

You were fine though. You promised yourself that you would bury those feelings because one thing you promised to never do was ruin a marriage. A part of you wished you had grown the balls to admit what you felt for him before he’d fallen in love with someone else.

It didn’t matter though, Castiel was your Best Friend and you would do absolutely anything for him. You were there for the wedding, for West’s birth and for Maison’s, and for the big move he took out to Washington for Castiel’s not for profit company that he’d started. Castiel even helped you move across the country just to stay close to him.

Watching him be happy with a family of his own was the only thing that had helped you move on. It was easier after that.

Boyfriends would come and go through out your life but there wasn’t one that would stick. None of them seemed to be all that comfortable with the fact that your best friend had been a man and Castiel never fully approved of any of them.

Things had changed in recent years though, Amelia had been home less often. Which prompted Castiel to ask you to be even more involved in his children’s lives. Taking care of them while Castiel “helped saved the world” as West would put it.

You never would have expected that Amelia had been away from her family because she’d been seeing another man. Castiel would never express to you just how hurt he had been the day he found our. It just wasn’t his style; he wasn’t one to burden people with his own emotions.

Despite Amelia’s infidelity, he begged her to stay, for their two children, for the love that he felt they still had. She didn’t care though, she’d left and you were there to pick up the pieces of your best friends heart.

The one good thing about it all was that West and Maison had been too young to really understand everything that had been going on. Since then, you spent almost everyday at their house taking care of the kids (and Cas when he would let you).

Castiel finally walked back into the foyer, bringing you out of your thoughts. West now dressed in pajama’s and on his father’s shoulders. “Glad to see you could make it to mystery dinner night.” He smiled and pressed his lips to your cheek. A warmth blossomed through you and made its way to your cheeks. Thank god they were already red from the coldness of outside and would be unnoticeable.

“Yeah. It’s always better with you Y/n.” West cheered and reached down mess with his fathers ears. Maison made her way into the room as well and attached herself to your legs. “Y/n!” She cried and looked up at you.

“I sure am hungry. What about you guys?” You beam at the each of them and take noble into the kitchen with Maison still on your leg as you all walk into the kitchen to the right. Overflowing bags of food sit atop the counters; West ushers you and his father over to the kitchen table.

“Sittttttttttttt.” He groans, frowning as he pulls out both chairs and guides you into the seat. Castiel on the other hand, decides to use some of his strength to push back on West. “Daaaaaaaaaaadddddddd.” West whines as Castiel smiles down at his son.

“What? C’mon, let us help you. Why should you two get all the fun?” Castiel looks to you, but you shake your head and raise your hands up, not wanting to associate with that statement.

“Oh no, you’re on your own with that one Cas. Mystery Dinner isn’t fun when we help.” You grin at him and Castiel gives up and plops himself into the chair.

“Thanks Mom!” West grins and runs away, not knowing what he’s really said. Your eyes widened a bit as he calls you his…Mom. Castiel and you share a look between each other. It was hard to hear, they thought that you were their mom. You knew he’d been trying to get his kids to stop calling you that. It didn’t seem to matter. You were there, always, Amelia was not. It was totally normal for them to assume you were their mom.

“Y/N, you know-“ Castiel started but you shook your head slightly, not wanting to hear about it. By now, you’d learned to accept it and let West and Maison call you what was only natural to them.

“So, Cas? How’s Random Acts?” The sudden change of topic was needed. Castiel would have continued to try and pester you about what was going on. “I know you’re getting ready to go to LA for some publicity work.”

Castiel smiled weakly and looked into your eyes and titled his head. “Yeah. You know, my offer still stands. You should come with us.”

“You know I can’t leave my job, my students need me. They’re not going to be happy that I just, left.” Castiel’s face fell for a moment before going back to that easy going smile you loved.

“Yeah, I know. It’s just the first trip with the kids without Amelia. It’ll be hard doing it alone. They’ll miss you like crazy.” Castiel leaned forwards, moving ever so closer towards you.

“They’ll be fine. You can just call me if they ever wanna talk.” Your eyes landed on Castiel’s hand as he reached forward to grab onto your own. He tipped your head up, making you unable to look away from him.

“I’ll miss you.” Castiel breathed. Unknowingly, the two of you had begun to lean forwards, getting closer and closer to one another.

“Cas, what about..” Words escaped you as the pad of his thumb brushed over your cheek.

“Y/N.” Castiel breathed your name out and just as he was about to go in all the way, Maison and West’s voice brought you back.

“Oops..” The two of them said in unison. West must have dropped something because a loud clatter sounded behind the kitchen island.You stood up and giggled as spaghetti sauce covered the two of them. A large pot lying on the side of the floor. It was hard to hold back a laugh as the two of them had become covered in sauce. Both of your hands lifted up to your mouth and you struggled not to laugh.

“Oh no..” You giggled and bit at your lower lip. Castiel made his way over and sighed weakly as he saw them. Sitting down in the tomato sauce, Maison giggled as she laid down and made “tomato sauce angels”. Your eyes widened and you did your best to stop her as West soon followed his sister.

“Cmon Mom! Join us.” While a pain of guilt hit your chest, you let yourself be dragged down by them and onto the floor. Unable to stop his smile, Castiel shakes his head and smirks as he smears some of the sauce over your face.

You gape at him before narrowing your eyes and smearing sauce over his shirt. “I’ve been hit!” He cries and flops onto the floor and both kids crawl onto their father and sit on him. He releases a pained ‘oof’ as they all laugh.

An uncontrollable surge of sadness courses through you. It’s hard to stop as tears begin to well in the corners of your eyes. You feel so out of place in this moment. Every time the kids call you mom, the moment you’d had with Castiel, the way this all felt like you’d always been their family. You weren’t their mom and you weren’t with Castiel.

When Castiel finally noticed how upset you looked, he gently nudged his children off of him and stood up. Even covered in tomato sauce, he still looked as gorgeous as ever. “Y/N? Sweetheart, are you okay?” He questioned, taking a tentative step towards you.

No. No I’m fucking not.

Clearing your throat you said something to the affect of, “I need a minute.” And headed off to the bathroom closest to you. Castiel followed behind you and tried to open the door, only to find it locked. He would jiggle it a couple times in between knocking and begging you to open the door. Nothing worked though. At some point, he gave up and you realized that you’d become exhausted from crying and fell asleep.

Once you woke up, you felt the stickiness clinging to your body and decided a shower was certainly needed. After you finished, you stepped out into the hallway. The lights had been turned off and the house had become eerily quiet. Looking back down at your phone, you sighed as you saw you’d been asleep for a good three hours.

“Shit.” It was too late to drive home and most of your body was still clinging to sleep. You moved to the steps but before you could really get anywhere, Castiel’s voice called through the living room.

“Y/N? Are you there?”

Part of you knew that it was a bad idea to go back and talk to him, but you also couldn’t avoid him forever. So, the rational part of your brain won and you headed to him. Sitting on the couch, he had his arm draped over the side of it; an open beer in his other hand.

He gave you a lop sided smile, easing you instantly. Sliding to the edge, he patted his hand against the couch, silently asking you to join him. He’d been watching something, but you couldn’t tell what since the credits were rolling.

“Cmon. Sit down.” Castiel looks up at you, those bright baby blue’s calling out to you. You can’t bring yourself to come closer, afraid that by mere proximity you might accomplish something stupid. Like admit your feelings for him.

Of course, you sitting beside him wasn’t the point. He stood up and began to walk towards you. Fear once again coursed through you, making you step back. Castiel followed you and the two of you continued this dance. While he moved closer, you stepped back. It was too late for you to notice he’d been purposefully backing you into a corner.

“What happened tonight? Why did you freak out?” He asked as your back collided against the wall. Your eyes squeezed shut tightly as you hoped to simply disappear.

“I don’t wanna talk about it. I really just want to borrow your couch and sle-“ Soon Castiel began to lean forwards, his head tilting downwards. Making sure his lips were hovering right over yours.

“Y/N. I don’t wanna fight it. I don’t want to have to worry about ruining our friendship because we won’t work. I already know we will.” He looked down at your lips and they formed a silent ‘o’ as he did. “All these years…I’m tired of dancing around what we feel towards each other.”

And then, he kissed you. Castiel pushed in the rest of the way and brought his lips to yours. Once your eyes closed, his hand moved up and cupped the back of your head. He cradled you, holding you as if you were some precious thing.

“I love you.” It wasn’t on purpose but the two of you had pulled away in unison, only to say it to each other at the same moment. The words lingered, surrounding you two and fueled the passion that quickly sparked between you.

While his kiss was gentle at first, it didn’t stay that way. His hands slid down and raised them over your head, pressing you into the wall. After he was satisfied you couldn’t pull out of his grip, his lips kissed along your cheek and jaw. Moving behind your ear to whisper, “Did you mean it?’

Soft fingers move up under your t-shirt, skimming over the smooth skin he knew was hidden underneath. “Yes.” You sigh, aching to feel more than just feather light touches. “I love you Castiel Novak.” A gasp escapes you as he dips his hand below the waistline of your pants.

“Good..” He growls and flips you around, pressing your front end against the wall as your cheek smooshes against it too. The position wasn’t the most comfortable but it wasn’t the most important thing on your mind. Not when Castiel was pushing your sweats down to the floor.

You arched your back slightly and pressed your ass out to him. God, you were aching for him to touch you. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you baby girl.” Head tipping back to rest on his shoulder, his lips dragged along your collarbone. Soft and thick fingers dug into the fabric of your underwear.

He dug the tips of his fingertips into the cotton material of your store bought panties. “O-Oh..” Castiel dragged a moan of pleasure from you as he found your clit. With a sickening desire, he made sure to abuse the nub of pleasure, constantly sending you reeling back from the pleasure.

Realizing this only required one hand, Castiel pushed his free one underneath the t-shirt. He moaned softly as he squeezed at your chest. Unable to control himself, his hips pressed against yours. His erection sliding between your cheeks. “Go-god, Cas. Please. J-just fuck me.”

All the grinding was making you anxious and eager to feel him inside you. He was holding back though and he didn’t grant your request. Sliding the material of your underwear to the side, he slid a digit through the collecting slick between your folds. Heavy pants and small whimpers fell from your mouth as you continued to beg for more, all of him but still, Castiel continued to tease.

After you had become too loud, he forced the hand that had been on your chest over your mouth to cover your noises. Drool collected and small drips of saliva from your mouth fell through the cracks of his fingers. “Ugh..” You swooned as he finally breeched a finger past your entrance. You hadn’t even noticed him do it, but somehow Castiel had taken off his own sweats.

Wetness from where pre-cum had leaked onto his boxers rubbed along the back of your thighs. “Want to do it right…not like this.” He breathed, although you didn’t understand what he meant. The finger that was inside you curled as it moved in and out at a slow and dragging pace. If you’d been able to push against him for more you would have.

A second finger joined the first inside your heat, slick dripping down your thigh and onto his hand. It was too much, you were close to cuming from practically nothing. Once he added the heel of his palm to mash against your clit, you were gone, tumbling over the edge and crying out into the palm he had against your mouth.

You gasped as you felt Castiel push his boxers off his waist and slide his cock freely between the flesh of your cheeks. Like yourself, he hadn’t needed much before he reached his own release. Coating your back with cum, you sagged into his arms. It was a miracle that you were still standing honestly.

As soon as you’d got your breath, you turned to look up at Castiel. He smiled back down at you and leaned forwards to press another sweet kiss to your lips. It was hard to contain the smile that the kiss brought to your lips.

“As much as I wanted to give in to you. You deserve a special first time with me.” You snorted at his arrogance, but knew he was really trying to be sweet. Waiting for the right time was something you’d been doing for awhile. “Are you tired?” He asked and helped slide your clothes back onto your body.

“You are pretty exhausting to be around.” Though you were partially joking, you were exhausted once again. As soon as you told him, he was lifting you up off your feet and bringing you upstairs bridal style

“I know. I’ll try to keep my massive ego it to a minimum though.” He dropped you onto the master bed gently. The lights cut off and it was just the two of you alone and in his bed. You knew when you woke up, that he’d still be there. This wasn’t just one great wet dream.

Castiel had fallen for you and he’d want you just as badly as you had for all these years.

Castiel stumbled and dropped to the floor as the dream passed over him. Despite the fact that angels don't sleep, he laid on the floor for almost an hour before the dream seemed to end. His eyes lingered on the ceiling for a moment before the angel gained his composure and was able to stand back up.

Confusion and lust clouded his thoughts and made it harder to focus on the problem at hand. Who was that girl? Why did she appear in a dream to him. Part of Castiel had begun to wish that he had been able to stay inside the dream with the girl. A sense of belonging had overwhelmed him, more so than anything else he'd felt before.

Shame colored his face, a human emotion he hadn't felt since years before as a full blown human. Perhaps, he was weaker now without heaven, becoming susceptible to human thoughts. He hoped it would pass.

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