Sneak peek on what I'm currently working on:
Sam passed along a box to Castiel, marking it as done, Castiel double checked it, before lifting it back to the shelf it belongs to.
As they raised it, Castiel stopped midway, a build up became very apparent inside its nose, scrunching up its nose before letting out a loud sneeze.
Without thinking, Sam said, "Bless you."
A louder silence than before fell between them as Sam replayed what had just happened, eyebrows furrowed as his eyes landed on Castiel who also seemingly couldn't believe what had just occurred.
"Thank you?" Castiel hesitated, lips tight as if to prevent any further from escaping.
Sam let out air from his nose as he wracked his brain for how that happened, not truly believing it did, with his head tilted asking, "Cas?"
Castiel reluctantly answered, "Yes?"
"Did you just sneeze?"
What happens when an angel who can't even sweat, somehow gets sick...
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*pours myself a glass of wine as i write marc spector filth*
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