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You sighed deeply, resting your cheeks on your palms, as you propped your elbows on the table, trying to focus on the work in hands. It was rather difficult to concentrate in anything really. The image of the angel burnt on the inside of your eyelids and you remembered how he had been acting strange towards you in the last couple of weeks. How Castiel avoided you like the plague, going to the point where he would completely ignore your presence in the same room and leave as fast as he could whenever you were around. It’d already hurt enough weren’t you harboring feelings for that exact same angel. You grimaced at the very thought,