It became a rather unwanted routine. Castiel kept to himself most days and if he did any roaming it happened when Dean was out of the castle. They saw each other at meals, managed to get through with awkward and stinted conversation, and then as soon as it was over, Castiel dismissed himself. It added a little routine to Dean's life though, even if it was hardly the kind of connection he wanted with another person. It gave him a reason to leave the castle, to eat, to keep at least one room in the house clean. It gave him some meager purpose, and after not having much of one for too long to count, he liked it. When he was a human he always insisted he was fine being alone, but he never really had been. He had his dad. And then he had his brother. And when he didn't have those anymore he learned that he absolutely hated being alone.
So he clung to the minutes, even if that's all he got a day, tried not to look too eager about them. But meals were always at the same time every day, and he didn't even have to go searching for Castiel to tell him about dinner.
It might have been a week. Or two. Time was lost in a castle and being that had been there longer than they should have been. But every night Dean had food ready and set out.
Except for tonight. He wasn't home at all when dinner arrived. There was no food set out. No scent of it even in the kitchens. It was just Castiel alone in a castle and the sound of a pack of wolves somewhere outside it.
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Date: 1 Jul 2016 17:53 (UTC)So he clung to the minutes, even if that's all he got a day, tried not to look too eager about them. But meals were always at the same time every day, and he didn't even have to go searching for Castiel to tell him about dinner.
It might have been a week. Or two. Time was lost in a castle and being that had been there longer than they should have been. But every night Dean had food ready and set out.
Except for tonight. He wasn't home at all when dinner arrived. There was no food set out. No scent of it even in the kitchens. It was just Castiel alone in a castle and the sound of a pack of wolves somewhere outside it.