Yay! I have a beta for this one! So yeah... kill me now. I have a Sabriel, Samifer, Bufus, Wincest, and now Destiel chapter fics going... all ongoing and not going to end anytime soon. I'm a masochist in case you didn't know! But I think my best friend will make sure I update this one quickly since she likes the pairing (but she's on season 1...) and I think she likes the fic. I think...
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College was never Dean's thing; it was always something that Sam would do while Dean just worked his ass off at Bobby's garage trying to make ends meet. He's okay with that though, this is the kind of life he deserves and that's just fine. Sammy is having a great time and showing off his smarts while Dean is proving to the world that he can do just fine on his own. It's all around a good thing. Sammy is making his dreams come true and Dean is letting himself move on. John has been gone for two years now; it's time he's moved on.
Taking a deep breath, Dean called up his brother. They call each other every week to make sure things are still going good. Dean would call every single day but Sam has homework and projects and it would probably annoy the hell out of him after a while which could put a strain on their relationship. Dean's already lost John; he doesn't want to lose Sammy too.
"Yeah," Sam said as soon as he picked up. Dean smiled and leaned against the Impala, one hand in his jeans while the other gripped the phone tightly to his ear.
"Hey Sammy boy, what's going on?"
"Nothing much, just working on a Street Law project and looking over my roommates notes for Calculus. How's the garage?"
"It's fine. So you got hooked up with a smart roommate this time, someone who doesn't try to rape you in your sleep or someone like Gabriel who hoards candy like gold, and sometimes even hides it in your underwear drawer?" Dean asked with a smirk, although the rape incident… well he's just grateful Sammy called him up. The douchebag was obviously unbalanced anyway. What kind of a guy changes his name from Nick to Lucifer? So this is actually a bit of a relief.
"Yeah, Castiel's great! He looks a little spaced out and can be pretty intense but he's smart." That's the best way to get on Sam's good side, as long as you're a freaking genius then he'll like you, he's not picky at all. Well… considering the fact that he likes Dean, yeah he's not actually all that picky.
"I'm done for the day so do you want me to come over and meet him? That way you can get a second opinion?" This isn't all that unusual with them. Whenever Dean or Sam start to really like a person, they always invite the other over to check the person out. This has helped out Sam more than Dean. Sam's had Lucifer, Becky, and Ruby… three stalkers in the making who all wanted to get in his pants, some more forcefully than others. Dean just had Gordon, but considering how the guy believed Vampires exist and wanted to hunt them down with Dean… and then got caught by the police after chopping off three innocent people's heads… Sam was right on that one. So it's arguable that Sam is needed more for Dean on the whole, 'checking out the new friends' so to speak.
"Yeah, it sounds good; you can come over whenever you're ready. I don't have any more classes today and I've been meaning to let off some steam anyway." That's code for, after you meet the roommate, we should hit the gym and beat the shit out of each other like old times.
"I'll head out now. So I'll see you in thirty."
"Yeah… see you."
Hanging up the phone, Dean made sure he didn't forget the cooler of beer then hopped in the car and drove. He should be heading back to his rundown apartment anyway so Bobby probably won't think anything of this. He gets paid a decent amount, enough to keep living, but he doesn't have enough to really bring anything more to his brother than a pack of beer. He can't help Sammy pay for college and even though he tried to get another job and help Sam pay for the room and board along with books, Sam got really mad when he found out. Dean and Sam had a yelling match for almost a full hour until finally Dean relented and stopped looking for a second job.
But he has enough for beer and even though this will be all the beer he can afford for a few weeks, he'll gladly take them over to Sam and pretend like everything's fine, and that his big brother isn't struggling like hell to make ends meet. Sam will just compare it to when they were kids. Sometimes Dean couldn't eat because otherwise Sam would go hungry; it's not that big of a deal.
Black Sabbath played nice and loud over the speakers as Dean drove into town. Since this is Stanford, there are three bars in town and two strip clubs, and four regular clubs. Of course all Sam cares about are the twelve different libraries. The kid needs to learn how to lighten up but if Castiel turns out to be a lot like Sam… then Dean will have to come over more to show these kids how college is supposed to be according to all the movies he loves. They should be out partying, enjoying their lives, and hanging out with girls! Well… Sam has been eying this girl named Jessica for a little over a month now. Maybe Dean will do the big brother thing and check her out to see if she's worth it, because Sam doesn't just have sex with a girl. He has to add some commitment on top of that and wants a legitimate relationship. Odds are, this girl isn't looking for that. Dean hasn't met many who fit Sam's old fashioned type, but she could be different.
When he parked the car by the dorms, he noticed Gabriel hanging out in front of the dorms with a lollipop in his mouth and a notebook in his hand, he looked up at the dorms for a moment then began pacing which is just annoying as fuck since Dean needs to get passed him. "Move aside," He commanded making Gabriel look up with wide eyes. Dean isn't exactly average height, anything above six feet isn't really all that average anymore, but Gabriel is and with Dean having practically a head on him, it was amusing to watch him glare and cross his arms as if that's really going to intimidate Dean. After a few seconds of staring each other down, he pulled the bright pink sucker out of his mouth.
"You're Sam's older brother, right?" Gabriel asked, his eyes still narrowed as he twirled the lollipop in his fingers. Dean just nodded. Gabriel wasn't on the dangerous list. Sure he has an unhealthy addiction to candy but Sam just transferred out of his room because the kid's annoying and used to play pranks on him daily. Only when it got in the way of Sam's grades, he finally requested the transfer, and so naturally the school would accommodate one of their favorite students. Sam's not a douche bag who'd just ditch the first sign of a hassle, and he really did tell Gabriel to stop. "Here are the notes he missed for the government course he's taking." As soon as Dean had a grip on the notebook, Gabriel was gone, walking swiftly in the opposite direction with his sucker in his mouth and his hands stuffed into his pockets. Dean just shrugged his shoulders and walked into the dorm house. He's seen weirder and doesn't really care about someone trying to get back into Sam's good graces, it's a good thing, but Sam missing a class isn't really like him… so maybe Dean should ask his brother what's going on before he comes up with any weird ideas.
After checking in at the visitor's center, Dean hurried over to Sam's room. Every time he lingers in this place people try to talk to him… it's annoying. Half of the people who talk to him think he's a student, and the other half think he has a boyfriend here, but that's mostly Becky, Chuck, and Charlie. Those three can almost always be found in either the library or somewhere near Sam. Dean really needs to have a talk with his brother about finding cooler friends, although all of them would fight him on that, especially Charlie but she's dubbed this week Harry Potter week. Sam has sent Dean pictures of her wearing the Harry Potter uniform… she's a freak, they're all freaks, but Sam refuses to ditch them.
By the time he got to room 77A, Dean has already decided he will be staging an intervention if Castiel is anything like Sam's other friends. He will quite forcefully drag them to a strip club and force them to relax and have fun. But when he opened the door he was standing face in face with a very confused looking man. He's slightly shorter than Dean but he has these freaky blue eyes, like he's trying to see into your soul so he can silently assess what's there before judging you for everything you're worth. He has average black hair, but with his baby face he looks like an incredibly innocent angel thrust down into a world full of porn and booze. So naturally, Dean smiled and held out his hand. "I'm Dean Winchester, Sam's older brother. Who are you?"
"I'm Castiel Novak, your brother's roommate." His voice is gruff and he sounds a bit pained but this didn't deter Dean in the slightest as he looked at Castiel's side of the room. It's bare, just his bed, desk, and dresser. It's as though Castiel is doing his very best to hide every speck of himself from the room but the one thing that stood out is that his sheets are light blue and his pillows on the bedspread make it kind of look like the sky with a couple clouds. It's kind of cool, but then again an angel being thrust into a world full of porn and booze? Definitely the best first impression Dean's ever gotten from anyone. "Sam will be here soon, he went out to get pie, he said this is a very important task and that he can't entrust it to me because of your wrath were I to get the order wrong."
Castiel looked so serious as he stared at Dean with these furrowed eyebrows that he couldn't help but double over laughing, unable to believe that this is seriously the guy he's been stressing over for the past half hour. Yeah, he's fine; the guy has obviously never hurt a fly and seems more confused about humanity than Sam is on his worst day. "It's a joke; he probably just didn't want to see my first impression of you or wanted to make this meeting better with pie." Dean grinned and then collapsed on Sammy's bed. The guy has army green sheets and posters of black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin only because Dean forced him to hang them up. He wouldn't be all that surprised if Sam only has them up when he knows his brother is coming to visit.
"Do you judge your brother's roommates harshly? Is that why he went out to get the pie?" Castiel is such a freak but Dean likes that about him already. It's like he's constantly trying to understand the world around him but has such an honest way of doing it. If anything, Sam would be the one to look out for in their dorm setting.
"Nah, what I think about Sam's bunk buddies turn out to be right more times than not. He's had some really fucked up ones." Dean explained with a shrug then his eyes widened in shock. Shit! He just cussed in front of this guy! But Castiel didn't seem to notice as he pondered this. So Dean's been sitting on Sam's bed for a while now but Cas looks comfortable just standing there patiently waiting for Sam. Yep, this guy he can keep but he's definitely a freak. He might need to rethink the strip club so that he doesn't completely ruin this guy's innocence.
He kind of wanted Sammy to take a while with the pie.