"What was that?" Castiel whispers from under Dean.
Dean's eyes widen straight away, "Sam. Shit" he curses before both boys jump out from behind the couch at the sound of the front door being unlocked. How they got there? Neither knew. The afternoon had begun with homework, actually working on actual homework. That was until Dean got stuck on a question, Castiel had brushed his fingers past deans as he leant over to explain, Dean had swore at the time saying how Cas did it on purpose, before kissing his covert boyfriend.
Both boys rushed to get their pants on but Dean could see Castiel wasn't going to be fast enough, Sam was coming down the hall way. In a moment of panic Dean pushes Castiel back behind the couch, making him land with a slight squeak, right before Sam comes around the corner.
Sam's only four years younger than Dean yet already, he's three inches taller and still growing, he had to duck as he came through the door way and into their living room, where Dean sits on the couch, acting like everything's normal, "yo Bitch" Dean, looks up from his maths book as he speaks, and even though he's not really reading it, after his sentence he looks back down to pretend he's concentrating, "thought you were gonna be late getting home today?" Dean asks casually, still burying his head in his book.
"dude," Sam frowns down at Dean, "this is late"
"I thought you meant later" Dean looks back up at Sam and shrugs, "no biggy"
"whatever" Sam brush's Deans strange behaviour beside and sits down next to him on the couch before apologising and standing back up again.
"What?" Dean asks, slightly worried that he knows Castiel is currently hiding behind the couch.
"Oh, it's just that" Sam motions towards the second pile of books next to Dean's, "I sat in Castiel's spot, where is he?"
Dean mentally kicks himself for forgetting about his books before answering his brother, "he's just gone to the bathroom, I'm sure he'll be back soon, say, could you get me a beer?"
Sam shoots Dean a sour bitch face before answering, "no, but I shall get you a coke"
as soon as Sam leaves the room Dean is behind the couch, "quick, he'll be back in a moment" he whispers while helping Castiel to his feet.
"that was actually a good idea Dean" Castiel complement's
Dean just smirks to himself "Thanks man"
"but, um, Dean?" Castiel blushes as he speaks.
"What?"
"I can't get my zipper up" Castiel points to his crouch after he speaks
"oh, shit" Dean frowns as he rubs a hand over the back of his neck thoughtfully, "here, let me try" before Cas can argue, Dean's on his knees in front of Castiel.
"oh" Castiel lets out in surprise as Dean's hand rubs over his still hard erection, Dean smiles happily to himself.
After a moment of war with the Zipper, Dean manages to pull it up and free, he then moves to the button and belt, even though both boys know Castiel is able to do these without help, Castiel doesn't complain.
After the guys sit down on the couch Dean gasps, "oh shit"
"what?" Castiel jumps and looks around the room for sign of Sam
"I told Sam to get me a coke, he probably won't remember to get you one because you weren't here at the time, well.. in his line of vision anyway"
Castiel laughs at Dean's panic over such a small matter before kissing him on the cheek, "your adorable"
Dean smiles and turns his head to catch Castiel's lips, "I know" he whispers once they break apart.
Sam's face is indescribable when he walks around the corner with three cokes in his hands, to find his brother and his brother's best friend only just breaking away from a kiss…