Demons and angels simply did not mix. They shouldn't experience feelings for one another, and they sure as hell shouldn't have been dating.
And yet here they were, Meg and Castiel, sitting on a comfortable sofa at her apartment and watching a movie together.
Meg had hinted at him coming over for 'Netflix and chill' with the hopes that he'd understand what she meant, but alas... the poor idiot arrived with a bag of actual popcorn.
She rolled her eyes and grabbed the popcorn, but a part of her found his cluelessness cute. He was her unicorn, after all, something a rare he shouldn't even exist.
"I'm glad you don't mind me not knocking," He had told her, as he sat down on the sofa and waited for her to pour the popcorn in a bowl.
"Why would I?" She asked, cuddling up next to him and raising a quizzical brow.
"The Winchester brothers are constantly bothering me about just popping in without using the door"
Meg chuckled, shaking her head lightly.
"Those two are too human," She told him nonchalantly. "Now, are you sure you want to watch that movie?"
"I thought that's what you invited me here to do?"
She gave him a sensual, suggestive little look.
"Well... what if I wanted to do something else...?"
"Like what?" Castiel asked, remaining completely clueless.
Tired of beating about the bushes, Meg changed her course of action, and jumped on Castil, kissing him deeply.
She was certainly glad when that finally was enough for him to understand what she meant!