The bell rang and the students all got up as fast as possible. Most of them hated having English class last period.
"Mr. Winchester," Castiel said walking up to Dean's desk. "I have a question about my midterm."
"Nerd," Raphael Arch muttered, a few people around him giggling.
"Raphael, shut your mouth and go home," Dean said. Raphael sucked his teeth at him and the rest of the class filed out the door. Ash waited by the door and watched everyone in the hallway go to their lockers.
"It's clear," Ash said without looking at them.
Castiel leaned over Dean's desk pecked him on the lips.
"I missed you last night," he said.
"Aww, I missed you too," Dean replied with a smile.
"Oh, barf." Ash said loudly.
"Homophobe," Dean said.
"No, it's just 'cause you're old."
"I'm 25, asshat."
"Yeah, exactly. Old." Ash smirked. "Cradlerobber."
"I will fail you," Dean replied.
"Just ignore him," Castiel said. "I wanted to ask you something." He looked nervous, shuffling his feet.
"Is it actually about the midterm?" Dean asked.
"No, I finished that yesterday."
Dean looked at him, surprised. "The hell? I assigned it yesterday."
"Yes, and I did it yesterday," Castiel replied simply. "I want to go on a date with you."
"A date, like, go out and do something other than fuck at my house?" Dean asked, and ignored Ash's loud "Ew".
Castiel nodded. "We have been, uhm, fucking, for the past month and I would very much like to, uh… know you better?"
"Okay," Dean smiled, showing all his teeth. "I'll pick you up at Ash's. 6:30?"
Castiel swallowed nervously. "Yes. That sounds nice."
Dean leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "See you later."
"Bye," Castiel said, blushing. He walked out with Ash, following the other to his locker.
"You're gonna get him arrested," Ash said.
"Shut up, Ash."