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Castiel sat on the desk, smiling as he thought of what happened the night before. He'd stayed late at school for detention, and on his way out he'd seen Nathaniel in one of the classrooms organizing a teacher's work.

"This is my chance."

He walked into the classroom and took a deep breath. Nathaniel still had not noticed him, so he cleared his throat before putting up his usual bad boy routine.

"Who the hell stays after school this late?"
"I do."
"You must have no life."

"I have a life. Why don't you go find something useful to do instead of sitting here harassing me."
"Why don't you go get a girlfriend?"
He noticed a sudden pause. Nathaniel seemed as though he wanted to speak but shook his head and continued organizing files.

"I knew it. You can't get one."
"Shut up."
Castiel approached Nathaniel and sat on the desk, knocking three of his four stacks of organized papers onto the floor.

"Seriously?!"
Castiel smiled, pleased that he'd finally gotten on Nathaniel's nerves.

"What are you gonna do about it?"
Nathaniel was trembling with rage. Each of those stacks had hundreds of pages and it was getting dark outside. He'd already stayed late and now would be here for even longer.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Castiel smirked. He'd never heard the student body president use such language, but it really turned him on. He leaned into Nathaniel's face.

"What are you gonna do about it?"
Nathaniel stood and walked out of the room.

"What a bi-"
POW!
He heard a loud noise in the hallway and opened the door to see Nathaniel trying his best to keep calm. He punched a few lockers and screamed every word of profanity he knew before stopping to breathe. Castiel grew a little worried.

"Damn. I didn't know I pissed him off that much."
Nathaniel stopped with a hand on one of the lockers. Castiel approached him from behind and began to wrap his arms around Nathaniel's waist.

"Nat…I-"

Nathaniel pushed him away.

"Just fuck off already."
Castiel frowned for a moment before walking around in front of Nathaniel and putting his hands to Nathaniel's cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Nat."
Nathaniel glared at him. Castiel didn't know if he was about to be cursed out or bitten, but he could feel Nathaniel's anger rising.

Nathaniel mumbled something before walking back to the student council room. Castiel followed him, stopping next to the door.

"How about I make it up to you?"
"Unless that involves you reorganizing these, I don't want to hear it."
Castiel smirked before reaching over to close the door. The click of the lock told Nathaniel Castiel had locked it.

"I have something else in mind."