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Hi I love fanfiction and this is my first story so please LEAVE REVIEWS. It would be so helpful and I hope you enjoy the story. Quick summary the setting is at NYU. Dean Winchester is the RA he has been for 2 years now. Castiel is a freshman. Charlie, Dean's gay best friend is his roommate. And of course Sam is here with his brother still making his brother live in his shadow. Figuratively and Literally.
DISCLAIMER: These characters do not belong to me they are simply edited to my likings. Thank you.
WARNING: Innuendo is a big part of my writing style. So let us geter' done.
Dean
Bang! Bang! Bang! "Hold on, I'm coming!" Dean yelled yanking his pants up and hopping around like a mad man. Then he did the most embarrassing thing possible and hit
the floor landing on his face, as soon as the door swung open. "Oh my gosh, Dean are you okay." Charlie said breathily. Rushing towards him trying to pick him up but failing.
"Yes, damn it. I really need to start locking the door." Dean grumbled, while shortly realizing his pants were still only half way up. And the door was wide open and all his
female advisees were giggling and snapping pictures. Dean was usually okay with this type of stuff but, he usually wasn't wearing his Dr. Sexy briefs. Charlie quickly reached
down and yanked his pants up and turned around to shoo away the horny freshman girls. "Okay so I just wanted to let you know that the boss told me to tell you to stop
fraternizing with the advisees." Charlie said with a small smile on her lips. I looked away and started cleaning up everything I knocked down. "Yeah sure that's definitely,
NOT going to happen." Dean chuckled dismissively."Dean can you please explain your….um, sexuality. Because your kind of my competition and if the girls know you're not
straight then they will lose interest. Ya' know?" Deans cheeks were blood red and he was shuffling things on the floor not exactly making eye contact with Charlie. "Um I
have to go, clear some things up I'll be back around 10:00, don't wait up." He said slamming the door behind him, leaving Charlie laughing hysterically on the floor. Dean
walked to the stairs his face flushed. He didn't really like to be questioned on his sexuality it drove him crazy trying to figure it out himself. He remembers the times he has
met gay guys and he remembers how uncomfortable he was around them. But was he a homophobe or a homosexual? As he was pounding down the stairs he accidentally
bumped into someone who he didn't even see next to him. He knocked down all of the guys bags and made him fall down the two steps, he just climbed up. Dean rushed
down and started apologizing profusely. That's when he finally made eye contact with the guy and he saw baby blue eyes and handsome stubble. He immediately started
babbling about who knows what. When the guy started to interrupt him by singing something that sounded like Tibetan throat singing. "Um are you throat singing right
now?" Dean asked with an amused look on his face. "Yes it normally gets people to stop talking, so yes I started singing to you." He said "Uh oh ok, I'm um Dean
Winchester I'm the second floor Resident Adviser. Um welcome to NYU." Dean said stuttering which is so unusual for him, why was he so nervous. "I'm Castiel, I'm
guessing the term you would use in this case is I'm your advisee. "Um yeah that is the thing you would say I guess." Dean started shifting uncomfortable now seeing how
close they are he stood up, and picked up Castiel's bags, and handed them to him. "Uh well I'm heading out right now but I will catch you later."Dean said smacking his
lips. "Okay, sure I will throw myself. Ha ha did you get that I told a joke." Castiel said a goofy smile on his face. Dean just smiled and patted Castiel's shoulder and walked
down the stairs. His shoulders fell, and that was when he realized he wasn't really breathing this whole time. Oh son of a bitch, if anyone finds out about the feeling he just
got, they're going to give him hell.
Dean was in the cafeteria eating a cherry pie. When a perky blonde who looked like a freshman came up to him and sat on the table in front of his plate. "So you like cherry
pie huh. Every Friday night I put on red lipstick and sing that song in my dorm room. You should join me sometime." She said licking her lips and moving her legs a lot
more than necessary. Deans brain was confused but little Dean wasn't he perked up just like the blonde's two friends in the tank top- in which she was so obviously not
wearing a bra. "Uh maybe another time I have to go." Dean got up unbuttoning his flannel and tying it around his waist. He rushed out of the Mess hall. When he saw his
younger brother Sam. Sam was talking to a tiny girl with black hair, and a cute face. When he suddenly looked up and waved at Dean and took 4 long strides to come talk to
him. "Hey Dean, I feel like I haven't seen you in a while." He said pulling Dean into a hug around his waist. Dean hugged him around his shoulders and then pulled away and
said, "Dad wanted you to visit him this weekend, I thought you would be gone by now." Dean said with edge in his tone. "Why would I want to see him Dean. It will just be
another argument and I'll be right back where I am right now." Sam said getting a small attitude and then shaking it off trying to smile, then remembering he was talking to
someone, he quickly turned around and told her to give him a second. "Yeah well at least he wants to see you man. Just at least call him don't be a bitch about this." Dean
said with an expecting look on his face. "Okay, Jerk." Dean smiled and turned away from his brother. Dean was sulking around when he saw his ex-girlfriend Lisa. Lisa and
Dean had a great relationship, but she broke up with him. She said she didn't want to be with someone who couldn't be honest with themselves. At the time Dean wasn't
sure what she meant. But he told Charlie, who told him that she meant his sexuality. At first Dean just laughed it off and then he sat in his room for days thinking about how
right she was. Dean decided to go back to the dorm not really feeling up for a bar. When he got to his door there was a tie on the door handle. And a sticky note from
Charlie on their board it said, "I knew you would be back. And please give me two hours. Wait outside if you really want to, think things through ;)." He crumbled up the
note and said,"Charlie," Dean whispered thoughtfully. They were best friends but sometimes he just wants to yank out her red hair. Dean sat down on the couch in the
lounge and went over everything that happened today. He met Castiel, who sang a song to him in Tibetan. And made stupid jokes, and if you asked Dean kind of strange but
in a good way. Is it normal for guys to think about other guys like this? If it is why does it leave a goofy grin on Deans lips?….
Castiel
That was so strange, Castiel thought wondering why he felt movement in his stomach. Almost as if bugs were crawling up the sides. He felt flustered, and warm when Dean
smiled at his joke. Normally no one even stayed around him long enough to hear it-well except his ex-girlfriend. Her name was April, and she was honestly insane but it was
a beautiful relationship in the start. Castiel didn't really like thinking about her though. He finally got off the ground that Dean left him on, and walked up the steps. He didn't
know why he wanted to go to college but maybe it won't be as bad as he previously thought. He already had a roommate and was so ready to see him, considering they
haven't been roommates since they both got an apartment when they were 16. Those were the best years of their lives they both had girlfriends, threw parties that Castiel
never actually stayed to, and they both got out of high school early. They both believed that their fathers hated them and didn't care about them. So they always came to
each other with personal things. He rushed up the stairs and saw April as soon as he opened the door. Out of habit he quickly ducked and walked as fast as his legs could
take him. He hid in the first closet he saw and locked the door-just to be safe. That's when he heard noises coming from behind the brooms and chairs he moved them and
saw a couple lip locking. He apologized, prayed for them in his head and scampered out. He already checked his classes and was quite pleased with what they were. His
favorite was definitely World History AP. He looked down at the paper that the peppy blonde gave him out front to see where his room was. He turned down three different
halls and finally got to room 312 at the end of the hall. He was so excited to see if his roomy was here yet. He put in the key missing a few times and swung the door open
only to be disappointed with an empty room full of bags. He sees one of the beds already has plenty of junk on it so he claims the bed on the right. "Well this is it" he said
out loud to no one in particular. Then he took off his trench coat the one he was always made fun of for wearing in high school and laid down on his hard mattress. Then
there were a few bumps on the door and smacking sounds.
A\N -To Be Continued Sorrrrryyyy I already wrote it I Just need more space ps I accidentally mixed up the chapters when I edited them. If your confused I'm truly sorry I suck at tecnology.