He ran upstairs and locked himself in the bathroom. He reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone, immediately turning it on. Sorin unlocked his phone, dialing her number and fumble as he put the phone on his ear.
He wanted to hear her the sound of her voice again, before cutting her off completely.
Once the ringing stopped, the first thing he heard was her laugh; her blissful laugh.
Cas just stayed where he was for a little while before getting distracted and starting to chase the ball of yarn again, ignoring how accident prone he seemed to be while doing so.
"Sorin." He didn't say anything as he pressed the phone tighter onto his ear. "Sorin… I know you're there. Talk to me." Again, he didn't say anything and slid to his knees as he put her on speaker.
He only wanted to hear her.
The brief silence was interrupted by her chuckle. "Now, you ignore my calls, texts, and voicemails and when it comes for you to call me, you ignore me again?" She said in a rather dead tone.
Cas heard a voice coming from the bathroom and went over, sitting by the door. Is this the Berenice he was talking about? He wondered, his sensitive ears picking up the words easily.
Sorin said nothing and continued to let her speak.
"Or do you miss me already? There must be a reason as to why you called me." She wasn't physically here, yet he knew that she was smiling. "Speak."
Cas silently pressed his ear against the door so he could hear better. It didn't seem to cross his mind that one: he was eavesdropping, and two: eavesdropping was rude.
"Now." Her voice was more stern.
Sorin sighed and gathered enough courage to finally speak to her. "Bereni-"
"Veronica, Sorin, it's Veronica. I do not go by that name anymore."
"Berenice," he continued. "I've told you over a million times that I don't want you to-"
"Don't lie to me. I'm a demon, I can smell your lies right through this screen."
A demon? Cas moved a bit closer to the door, trying to stay as quiet as possible.
"Listen, I can't," he lowered his voice. "I can't stay here for long, Berenice. Look, all i'm asking from you is space. I need space from you and that means leaving me alone."
"Is that what you wish to be? Alone?"
"Yes."
She took a deep breath and let out a low chuckle. "If that's the case, then who's the soul behind your door?"
Wait… she can sense me? Cas froze, his heart pounding before he bolted. He started pretending to play with the yarn and ran into the bookshelf again, but in his daze and with Sorin not being in the room, it actually fell on him this time.
Sorin didn't bother to hang up when he stormed out of the bathroom, almost ripping the door off it's hinges. He ran down the stairs, his heart dropping down to his stomach at the sight of seeing the large bookshelf on top of Cas.
Cas struggled against its weight, his tail fluffed up in distress. "I-I'm sorry… I… I didn't mean to be rude… I was just w-worried about you, and… and…" He gritted his teeth, trying to free himself.
Sorin sped towards him and yanked the bookcase of of him, causing it to break into pieces and for some books to scatter all over the floor. "No, Cas. No need to explain yourself. What matters right now is that you're alright." He picked him up and ran up the stairs, setting him down gently on the bed.
Cas looked up at Sorin nervously. "You're… y-you're not mad?" He asked, curling in on himself. There were a few bleeding cuts on his back and arms, but he luckily hadn't broken anything.
"No," he scanned his arms and immediately went for the first-aid kit under his bed. Sorin scanned him once more, finding tiny patches of blood on the back of his shirt before he decided to open the small box. "Fuck, Cas how did this happen?"
"I bumped into the bookshelf again and I was sort of in a daze… I didn't react fast enough and it fell on me." He hissed when Sorin started cleaning his wounds with rubbing alcohol.
"I'm sorry, Cas. I know it hurts but I gotta clean it otherwise you might get an infection," he tried being as gentle as he could while cleaning them thoroughly.
Cas curled up tighter, trembling. His tail was still fluffed up in distress and he couldn't relax until Sorin had finished bandaging him.
Sorin finished bandaging him and sighed as he put away the supplies back into the first-aid kit. "Okay, I think…I think you're good to go."
Cas nodded and huddled against Sorin, purring shakily. "I'm sorry…"
"Hey," Sorin sat down next to him. "There's nothing for you to be sorry about. It wasn't your fault."
"But I shouldn't have been listening to you… worried or not, it isn't my business, right?"
"No, it isn't," he licked his lips then sighed. "But i'm not angry with you."
Cas nodded, laying his head against Sorin's chest. "I-I just heard voices from the bathroom, and since you're the only other one here that I know of… I was curious."
"I don't blame you," he hugged him close.