Castiel was wearing a leather jacket and looking more uncomfortable than usual- the coat was much, much shorter than his overcoat, and even shorter than most of the suit jackets he sometimes wore.
And let's not discuss the jeans Meg had also talked him into buying. The only ones Cas had ever worn before were loose-fitted, and these felt quite constricting. Actually, if he was human, he wasn't even sure if he'd be able to breath in these. Meg had reassured him that he looked good, but he still wasn't so certain about all of this.
The boots, however, were very comfortable. Supple brown leather, and good tread. These were Hunter boots if he'd ever seen any.
Cas was currently outside running errands and enjoying his Sunday. Yes, angels had errands too, though he no longer had to buy groceries or toiletries now that he lived alone.
[[His pants aren't really that tight. I'm going by
this picture for what he's wearing. He's just being a big baby. OTA!]]