Changes can usually be extremely scary, where everything around a person that they know becomes something completely different, driven by the things around them and the behavior of the person who has the courage to move on. You still remembered the first time you saw him.

The boy you fell in love with so madly that nothing in the world seemed to matter.

Castiel was rude and aggressive to everyone around him, making it very difficult for your feelings to be recognized. Debrah's memory still marked your mind, the way she had almost won Cas back and taken him away, leaving an impression that lingered for long months.

Nothing at school was easy, there were always adventures, gossip and conversations in which you somehow got involved. And now, having graduated and moved to a distant city, none of that seemed to matter.

Your relationship with Castiel wasn't going well at all, text messages took a long time to be answered, calls almost never happened and when they did, they were so short that your nerves screamed that it was better to give up on all of this. However, how could you?

Your feelings went far beyond carnal desire; you loved him deeply. Cas had already written songs in your honor, defended you in several troubles you got into, and was also the one you gave your virginity to.

He had always shown you in many ways how much he loved you, so why couldn't you put up with that distance for a little longer? Soon you would be independent adults and live together, as you had planned, right?

Uncertainty settled in your senses, and while you felt left out, in the city of Amoris, Castiel found himself lying in his bed, staring at the ceiling, filled with the same uncertainties and longing.

It had been months since he had seen his girlfriend in person, without feeling the sensation of touching her skin, kissing her lips, or simply laughing when she did something stupid. His beloved. Castiel had one wish in mind, to boost his career, to follow his dream of being a singer and playing the guitar, but at the same time, it seemed like a distant and uncertain future without his beloved 'little girl' causing his constant troubles, simply being by his side or supporting him, as she had done throughout high school.

Sighing, he decided to put an end to those thoughts, focusing on grabbing his guitar, connecting it to the speaker with a wire and playing the first musical notes. The same song he had created for you and shown you on the same day you had slept at his house, gifting him with your virginity on that magical and delicious night.

During the following days, the same idea and thought ran through Castiel's mind, doing his best to respond to his girlfriend's messages when he had time between one rehearsal and another. And then, when the weekend arrived, an idea crossed his mind. Finally.

He would finally have time to talk to you properly, apologize for the difficulties and tell you to be patient, that soon their dream of getting back together would come true.

Castiel went into his bathroom, taking a long, hot shower, taking the opportunity to touch up the roots of his hair and dye it his usual red. It was only twenty minutes, and when he left, he noticed the intercom on his door ring, mumbling softly before putting on comfortable clothes and going there, opening it without first questioning or seeing through the peephole who it was.

His heart stopped, seeing you standing at his door, with a small suitcase behind your body, your hair longer than when you left, different from how he remembered it. Your body was more formed and your beauty unparalleled. He lost his breath for a second, laughing lightly when he blinked.

"It seems you're not an ironing board anymore." He tried to tease you like he always did before you graduated, his hands instantly going towards your waist, gently pulling you so that his nose was between your hair, your scent so intoxicating and addictive, just the way he remembered it. "What are you doing here?"