Awkward Night Out
Stiles Stilinski sat in his desk chair, tapping his long fingers on the armrest. The clock read 9:32 PM, and here Stiles was on a Friday night, surfing Lydia's facebook page. Her relationship status was "Dating Aiden". Stiles cringed when he first saw it. After that kiss they'd shared 8 days, 10 hours ago, you'd think she'd have spoken to him about it. But no, she'd been completely avoiding him ever since then. Stiles sighed heavily. What is with these freaking girls?! He screamed mentally. His phone buzzed in the pocket, pulling him from his thoughts. He looked at the number, it was Cas. Five days ago, two hunters called big and bigger arrived in town, looking for Deaucalion. Scott talked to them, explaining what happened. Their socially awkward friend, Castiel, convinced them to stay in town for a while, just to make sure there was no more danger. Stiles had immediately taken a liking to Cas, he was an outsider, just like him. Stiles had suggested getting together for a guys night out. He told Cas it was so they could be friends, but really all Stiles wanted was relationship advice on Lydia. "Hello?" Stiles answered a bit too enthusiastically. "Stiles, I'll be at your house immediately", Cas's gruff voice replied from the other end. Before Stiles could reply, he hung up. Defiantly socially awkward Stiles thought. Just then he heard the doorbell ring. He jumped out of this chair like a ninja-in-training and raced to the door. Cas was wearing a blue hoodie, with several layers underneath. His jeans were too big and his eyes were squinting at Stiles. "Hey, Cas, come on in".
Three glasses of vodka later, Stiles and Cas were mumbled random words at each other. Stiles lay flat on the floor, his arms were outstretched with a bottle of achohol in one hand. Cas was sprawled over Stiles desk chair, his head was hanging low. "Hey Cas, buddy, duuude, have you ever been inlove?" Stiles asked. Cas raised his head slowly, his eyes trying to focus on Stiles. "I'm not sure" he replied, a hint of sadness in his voice. "How can you not be sure?" Stiles frowned. Castiel sighed and shakily stood up, only to trip and fall on the bed. "There was this one demon, Meg. She was a complete abomination, but she wanted to order pizza."
"I did not understand a word of that", Stiles replied. Castiel rolled his eyes, a human habit he had picked up from his best friend, Dean. "I think 'ordering pizza' was subtext for sex. She said if we survived we would 'order some pizza and move some furniture around'. I didn't understand at first"
Stiles sniggered. "Dude, that's gold. Did you like her?"
"I think so. I've never, I've never had feelings like this before. I think I miss her." Cas put his head in his hands. "Hey man I know the feeling. There's this one girl, Lydia, who I've been inlove with for 8 freaking years. And she kissed me just over a week ago, and now she's dating that douche Alpha twin!"
Cas lifted his head and smiled. "Do you want the Winchesters to kill him for you?" he asked. Stiles laughed like a lunatic. "That's an intriguing idea, but I better wait until I'm sober to answer that question. Hey, have you ever seen the Mets?"
Before Cas could reply, their was a knock at Stiles bedroom door. "That isn't me" Cas declared. Stiles rolled his eyes and clumsily opened the door. Strawberry blonde hair was the first thing he saw. "Lydia?"
To be continued! Please review, if you do Cas and Stiles will hug you, no jokes!