A kid in their class had a rich uncle that was apparently pretty cool. He was allowing the kid – Crowley – to throw a party at his house on the edge of town. There was no one around to call the cops and no one close enough to think anything of how many cars were pulled up. The perfect place to celebrate the graduation they would all be in in two days' time.

Dean listened to the music as he sipped his drink. The fridge was cool behind his back and rocking ever so slightly as it got opened and closed over and over again. People wanted the beer that was practically over flowing inside of it.

A house full of graduating high school kids was loud, so the music was even louder. He could feel bass beats in his chest and guitar screeching through his ears, depending on the song. Currently, it was oddly appropriate since Cas had walked in the room and nodded at him as he reached for a beer in the fridge. "What have I gotten into this time around? I know that I have sworn I'd never trust anyone again, but I didn't have to. You had me at hello."

"Hello, Dean."

They were friends but not too close. Dean tended to hang out with Victor and Cas was always found around Garth and Chuck.

Tonight, Dean had drank just enough that he let his smile get as big as it wanted to when he saw the other boy. Cas, of course, wasn't perfectly aware enough to notice that it was him that Dean was smiling at. He looked over his shoulders before raising his brow at Dean.

The truth was, Dean had always felt a little drawn to Cas. There was something about him that sent electrical pulses down his back. His father wouldn't really approve, but Dean was just rebellious enough that it didn't matter too much to him.

Somehow, they ended up on the back porch, music pulsing behind them and other kids running around them. "It's graduation, man!" Dean was yelling as he stood up, spinning with his beer in hand looking up at the stars.

Cas chuckled. "Yes, it is."

Dean got close to him, bending down so that they were looking into each other's faces. "This is it! We're never going to be able to claim we did things just because we're young again. It's over after tonight." He gave a huge grin. "I wanna do something crazy!"

And somehow progressing from those words to Cas's lips on his wasn't as odd as it could have been. Dean kissed back as soon as he realized what was happening, getting demanding with his tongue.

The beers dropped out of their hands, bubbling yellow liquid spreading over the dirt and concrete beneath them. Dean pulled back and blinked, confused when Cas stood up in front of him. But when he tilted his head back toward the house, he just gave another grin and followed him.

As they walked up the steps, Cas dodged the other people effortlessly, never failing to meet Dean's eyes whenever he looked back. Dean's hands were sweaty and his stomach was in knots, but his heart was beating faster every time those blue eyes met his.

After Cas closed the door behind them, the music got loud enough to hear as all the kids sang along. "Just be pretty but naïve. Anything you hear is what you believe. Let the rhyme get stuck in your head. Wish you had undressed me in your head." The last words were louder than all the others, as if all the kids were excited to say it.

Dean grinned and watched from the bed while Cas walked closer to him. He wasn't perfectly sure that he should be doing this, but at the same time, he really wanted to. It was exciting and new and Cas.

Cas wasn't having the same reservations. He swayed over to Dean and put his hands on his shoulders. The smallest smile was on his face as he passed a leg over Dean's lap. Eventually he was straddling him, and Deans hands were running up his hands and down his legs as they kissed.

It was still exciting and he was almost ready to completely douse the small flame in him that was unprepared for this when the door opened.

Ruby stumbled to a halt just inside the door, causing Crowley to bump into her. "Ah, occupado." She turned to walk out the door. Crowley called over his shoulder that they should have locked the door before the door was shut again.

The lyrics to another song slipped into the silence that was now evident. "I must be running out of luck, cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck. And now I've had it up to here." The words were cold water on his skin, making his fall back into the bed. He covered his face with his hands and shook his head.

Cas seemed to sense what was going on because he stood up. "I'm sorry, Cas."

"It's fine, Dean. I'll see you at the ceremony." He left before Dean could look up, but he thought the tone sounded less fine that it said. Dean shook his head at himself, wondering if this was just going to be a crazy memory ten years from now or if it was going to be a regret that dug at him.

After a few minutes, he stood and fixed his clothes. He was too drunk to contemplate how his mind was going to work years down the road. He did know that he had to make it okay with Cas, though.

He walked down the stairs, searching for the boy with black hair and blue eyes that was probably mad at him. It was fitting that he saw him driving away as the last words to the song that had stopped him played through the air. "I won't hurt you anymore. Where the hell are you when I need you?"

Songs used here:

You Had Me At Hello - A Day To Remember
[What have I gotten into this time around? I know that I have sworn I'd never trust anyone again, but I didn't have to. You had me at hello.]

Passion For Publication - Anarbor
[Just be pretty but naïve. Anything you hear is what you believe. Let the rhyme get stuck in your head. Wish you had undressed me in your head.]

Wake Up - Three Days Grace
[I must be running out of luck, cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck. And now I've had it up to here.]
[I won't hurt you anymore. Where the hell are you when I need you?]