[Highschool AU]

Castiel was blind. He had been born that way. Growing up he had always been skeptical and cautious of other people. His doctor had told his dad that it was normal for him to be that way. He had built his own little protective shell around him. One day however, he met a guy, one Dean Winchester, had broken him out of his shell and Castiel had clung to him ever since. They had met at lunch, Castiel was alone eating his lunch nothing new, when Dean noticed he was eating alone. Castiel felt someone was approaching him, and he felt scared to death, he swallowed his lunch, and heard a very manly voice say "Hey, why are you alone?" Dean said.

"Well, no one wants to be friends with a blind kid, and I'm very shy so I don't talk to anyone," Castiel said looking down. "What's your name, I'm Dean by the way, Dean Winchester" he said in a confident voice. "I'm.. Castiel" he said his voice lowered. "It's nice to meet you Cas, you're in my English and maths class right?" Dean said trying to make conversation, "I wouldn't know, I'm blind" Castiel said sadly, "Well you are, can I sit near you ?" Dean said with a smile on his face, "Sure.." Castiel said.

They talked through the whole lunch period, and became great friends over the years. He had made his first friend. They were in maths class, and as Castiel noticed Dean wasn't too good at it, "I'm not understanding shit, Cas, are you understanding what's happening?", Dean said, he was getting frustrated, "Yes, Look i'll help you," he started to explain to Dean, and finally he got it, Dean gave him a smirk and said "Woah, you're really good at this," Castiel chuckled turning a bit red, "Well I am pretty smart." Two years and a half passed by and Castiel had developed feelings for the other boy.

Castiel knew Dean was good looking, it was hard to miss the chatter amongst the girls at school. One day he overheard three girls giggling and gossiping, he hid behind the lockers as soon as he heard 'Dean Winchester', the girls were talking about how hot and beautiful he is, it made Castiel feel a bit low about himself, he always asked himself 'What would Dean prefer, a blind guy, or beautiful girls with great eyesight?', but that was not the case.

He had been thinking about telling Dean his feelings, everyday, every night, at school, at lunch, in class. He was always daydreaming about Dean.

So here he sat, on his friend's bedroom floor, reading one of his books written in Braille while listening to Dean get frustrated at math.

Castiel had planned on telling Dean his feelings today. He closed his book, sitting it next to him and sighing in anxiousness. He swallowed thickly before clearing his throat. "Uh, Dean," he started meekly. "Can I talk to you about something?" he asked, turning his body so he would be able to hear Dean better when he answered. He rolled his shoulders, trying to loosen the tension in them. There was no going back now.

"Yes Castiel?" Dean said, dropping his math on the floor and turning to face Castiel.

Castiel swallowed thickly, his palms sweaty. "Dean, I..." he didn't know if he could say it now. For a few moments, he was silent, taking deep breaths to build up courage. "I, really like you," he said, his voice quiet. He mentally berated himself at how quiet he actually was, hoping Dean had heard, because he didn't think he could repeat himself. "Cas, could you speak up, I didn't hear you to well, something about you liking someone?" Dean got up and sat next to Castiel, he could hear him breathing heavily.

"Are you alright Cas?" Dean said concerned. He felt the shift in movement as Dean sat next to him . He nodded. "Yes, I'm fine," he said. He turned his face to where he thought Dean's was, his eyes probably a bit off. He just sat there for a moment before fidgeting with his fingers. "You. I like you," he finally spoke up feeling his face heat up.

Dean gazed at Castiel, "Oh, Cas.." Dean started to brighten up, "Castiel, I feel the same way about you," he softly grasped his face and looked into his deep blue eyes. Even though Castiel was blind, and couldn't look back into Dean's eyes, he still felt a strong connection between them.

Castiel slightly jumped when he felt the unexpected touch on his face, reaching up to cover Dean's hands with his own. A grin broke across his lips, and he vaguely wondered if he looked stupid, but he pushed that at the back of his mind. Dean had felt the same way! Tentatively, he leaned forward to kiss where he though Dean's cheek was, but accidentally kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Sorry, I meant to get your cheek," he explained shyly. He felt Castiel's soft palms on his, Dean chuckled, "I didn't mind that," He put his face next to Castiel's and whispered into his ears, "I actually liked it" Dean kissed Castiel roughly feeling his soft lips against his. Castiel's breath hitched slightly, his hand moving on Dean's to circle his arms around the other boys neck to pull him closer. He kissed him back a little bit awkwardly as a small noise escaped from his throat.

Dean pulled Castiel from his tie, even closer, tugging on it, he didn't want the kiss to end. When he heard Castiel's small noise, he slowly pulled away, "What was that," Dean said with a small grin on his face. Castiel's face scrunched up when Dean pulled away, having to stop himself from whining at the sudden loss. A small grin spread across his own face, trying to counter the blush that was reddening his cheeks even more.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he denied, shrugging his shoulders. Dean softly grabbed his face, kissed him on his red rosy cheeks and said, "Yea, sure," he chuckled, then leaned in for another small kiss, "So, what are we going to do now?" he asked Castiel, smiling lightly. He shrugged again. "What do you want to do?" he asked, his voice turning shy again. He was never good with deciding things, he more or less left it up to Dean and he just followed.

Dean had a lot of thoughts running through his head of what they could do but he just responded, "I want to take you out to dinner, and then maybe we could do something special, together, something that would make us feel intimate" Dean said slowly, he lowered his voice and he said, "Like, sex, maybe?" He started to turn red.

Castiel felt his whole body heat up. Of course, he had thoughts of doing that with Dean. Quite often actually. Slowly, he nodded, feeling for where Dean's shoulder was before burying his face in embarrassment.

Dean could feel his heart racing when Castiel's hand met his shoulder. His cheeks became even redder. Dean cleared his voice and said, "How about tonight?" dean swallowed slowly, crossed his fingers, and hoped Cas would say yes.

Castiel could hear his heart pounding in his ears. "Yeah...Tonight is just as good as any," he said, biting his lip as his smile widened. He was escalated and he couldn't wait. "I'm excited about this," he admitted after a few moments of silence.

Dean got up and looked at Castiel, he couldn't believe he just said yes, "Woo, Alright!" he yelled, he just couldn't help how happy and excited he was. "Uhh, I mean, Cool.." Dean said trying to play it cool.

Castiel reached out in front of him at the sudden emptiness in the space there was, but laughed when he heard Dean. "You're not cool Dean. Stop pretending," he joked, holding out a hand where he thought Dean might be. "Help me up, please?," he asked, his legs aching from sitting on the floor to long.

To be continued...
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