"Castiel!" yelling came from downstairs as a figure grunted in the bed, blue eyes barely open. "ugh mom...shut it..." he groaned, turning over to glance at the time on his phone. it read 7:53 am. "Castiel James Novak!" The woman screamed again "you have school in seven minutes. get up!" Groaning he sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Ugh mom I'm up!" he yelled in response. shuffling over to his closet pulling his school uniform out of the floor. It was a bit wrinkled but he didn't care. Slipping on his dress pants and under shirt, Castiel hooked his wallet chain to the belt loop and secured his wallet in his back pocket. He walked past a tall mirror in the corner of his room to grab his dress shirt, which was lazily draped over a chair. He looked in the mirror for a moment. Castiel had been in sports all his life up until he started high school (quite against his will he might add) he was still very toned, lean, but his arms looked like they could knock a guy out in two second flat. "Castiel! I'm not telling you again! Get down here this instant!" his mother screamed. Ignoring her, he spotted his blue and gold striped tie hanging on the door. Grabbing it and slipping on his dress shirt he headed to the kitchen. His mother was in the kitchen cooking, back turned while his father sat at the table, coffee in hand, nose stuck in the paper as he ignored the world. Grabbing a croissant of the counter, his mother finally noticed his presence. Turning around she looked disapprovingly at her sons appearance. "Honestly Castiel." She fussed as she began to tuck in his shirt. "You're seventeen years old and you can't even bother to properly dress yourself?" she scolded. He ignored her and began to walk out the door. "Jimmy! tell your son not to walk away when I'm talking to him!" she shouted. Not even bothering to look up from the paper he grunted back in response "He's at that age Naomi, he'll outgrow it." She huffed and turned to reprimand Castiel again but he had already walked out the door. "Ugh, she is so overbearing." Castiel groaned as he walked into the garage to grab his bike. she was sleek, a 1967 Harley Davidson. black as the pavement she rested against. He had named her "Seraph" his parents were religious nuts, which is why he was named after an angel. Seraph was a class of Angel, and he just thought it was a fitting name for the bike that felt like heaven as he rode it.
"Cas!" he heard a voice behind him. It was his neighbor Balthazar. He went to the same prep school as Cas, wearing the same uniform as him but instead of a dress shirt he wore a low cut v neck shirt under his uniform blazer, accompanied by an ungodly amount of necklaces and pendants. "Late again huh Cas?" Balthazar joked as he looked at his friend, blue eyes rivaling Cas's own. "I see your not at school either Balthazar." Cas grunted as he slung his leg over the bike. "My mom didn't wake me up." Balthazar commented as he ran his fingers through his short blonde hair. "I was hoping I could catch a ride with you." Cas sighed ."Fine get on." Grinning, Balthazar swung a leg over the bike, wrapping his arms around Cas's waist. "Oh Cassy baby, you're so toned." Balthazar joked as he tightened his grip. "Shut up Balthazar." Cas snapped at him. Balthazar flirted with everyone, guy or girl he didn't care. He was simply a flirt. Finally revving the bike, they sped off on the way to school. Finally reaching the campus, Cas parked his bike and promptly untucked his shirt. Him and Balthazar headed to class. Entering the class, Cas strode in not making eye contact with anyone. "Oh Castiel Novak, how kind of you to join us, only 45 minutes late." his teacher scowled. Balthazar strolled in right after Cas, acting like he owned the place. "Sorry Anna love, Cassy and I were just having private time." He winked at her, causing her face to grow red. half anger half blush.
"That's Mrs. Milton, Balthazar now sit down." Shrugging he sat at his desk, still grinning. "Now class, pair up with a partner, and Castiel and Balthazar you can't be partners. again." the teacher added. "Alright Anna, I'll just pair up with this cutie here." Balthazar chucked, slinging his arm around the nervous blonde girl next to him, who giggled. "Fine. Okay, everyone have a partner?" she asked scanning the room. "Dean, come up here and be partners with Castiel." Cas looked back to see a sheepish boy head to the front of the room. He was fairly attractive for a dork, Cas thought as Dean sat beside him. Dean was basically the opposite of Cas. Shirt tucked, tie pulled tight around his neck. His light brown hair was slightly spiked in the front but neat. Long lashes fell over stunning emerald eyes as Dean glanced at at Cas from under them. "Hi, I'm Dean." He said sheepishly, face turning red under freckles. Dean wore glasses too, small frames that almost hid his bright green eyes. "what a shame",Cas thought. "I'm Cas." he nodded in response to the shy boy. Dean tried the make him self look as small as he could but Cas could see toned muscles under his dress shirt. "Alright class!" the teacher spoke pulling Cas out of his thoughts. "This is a two week assignment, pick a famous figure and do a report together." Dean fidgeted next to Cas the whole class. They couldn't figure out who they wanted to do their report on. Dean suggested Abe Lincoln, Cas wanted to do Stevie Nix. "Oh how about the lead singer of Night Ranger? He was a cool dude." Cas suggested. "What's Night Ranger?" Dean asked as he looked up from his notebook. "What's Night Ranger? Are you kidding me man?" Dean looked at him confused. "You've never heard the song Sister Christian?" Dean shook his head. "Alright who ever we pick, we are going to work on it at my house." Cas, determined to educated Dean in music added "And I'm going to teach you about Night Ranger." By the end of class Cas and Dean decided on Leonardo da Vinci. It was the only one suggested that was approved. As Dean headed to his next class he heard a voice behind him. "Dean wait up!" it was Castiel Novak jogging to catch up with him. panting as he reached Dean. "Gimme your phone." Cas demanded. "What?" Dean felt his face turn red. "I need to text you just in case,since we are working together." Dean hesitantly handed over his phone. Cas typed his number in. Dean watched as he did so. "Cas was very good looking" Dean thought. He admittedly had trouble keeping his eyes off of bad boy Cas but never spoke to him before, and now he was getting Castiel Novak's number.
"there." he said handing the phone back to Dean. "I'll pick you up after class and we can go to my place." Dean nodded as his face turned pink "okay, I'll see you later." Dean said quietly. "See ya." Cas smiled and gave a half wave as he headed down the hall. A few hours later school had ended. The halls bustling with students, who Dean nearly ran into. Surely enough some one bumped into Dean, knocking his glasses off. Sighing as he got on his knees to look for them. Finally locating them he reached for them, only to see a small hand grab them and hand them to him. "Thanks Charlie." Dean commented as he slipped them back on. "No problem kiddo!" the girl grinned. Charlie had fiery red hair and was about the same height as Dean. The messenger bag slung over her shoulder was littered with Harry Potter and Game of Thrones buttons. She was Dean's best friend, she said it her self because they were both major dorks and both preferred their own gender. That was a secret Dean and Charlie kept for each other, though Charlie was more open about her sexuality than Dean was. "So wanna come over and have a Lord of The Rings marathon?" Charlie asked Dean as he brushed off his pants. "Can't, I'm going to Castiel's." Charlie suddenly looked at him excitedly "Bad boy Castiel Novak?!" She grabbed Dean's shoulders excitedly "You've had a crush on that guy since like freshman year!" Dean covered Charlie's mouth. "Charlie hush, do you want everyone to know?" she mumbled "Sorry" as Dean removed his hand. "I gotta go I'm late." Dean headed off with Charlie screaming behind him "Go get em tiger!" face red, he proceed down the stairs to the outside of the school. Stopping dead in his tracks when he saw Cas standing by his bike, Balthazar hanging all over him.
"Come on Cassy." Balthazar whined as he nuzzled against Cas's cheek. "I need a ride." Cas pushed Balthazar off him, causing the blonde man to pout. "I can't, my project partner is coming home with me and I can't fit him and your big flirty ass on my bike." Balthazar grinned "Oh I see how it is, oh Cassy baby how could you cheat on me?" Balthazar faked sobbed, comically wiping his eyes. Dean continued down the steps until he reached Cas. Cas glared at Balthazar to get lost. Taking the hint, Balthazar strode off walking past Dean, resting a hand on his shoulder. "You two behave." he chuckled. "and don't let him bite, cause he does." Balthazar winked before moving on, hands shoved in his pockets, whistling a tune. Dean turned to Cas, patiently waiting on his bike. "You comin or what?" Cas questioned, blue eyes piercing Dean. "Y-yeah." Dean answered nervously. Finally on the bike he sat there dumbstruck. "Put your arms around my waist." Cas commanded. "O-okay." Dean stuttered. wrapping his arms loosely around Cas. Revving the engine they sped off, Dean instantly wrapping his arms tighter. Dean had never been on a motorcycle before and he was nervous. Burying his face in Cas's back as they sped down the road. Cas was warm, comforting as they sped down the road well over the speed limit. Dean never dreamed he would get to hold Castiel Novak, even if it was just to keep himself on the bike. Finally reaching their destination, they stopped in front of Cas's house. It was huge. two story Victorian with a blue roof and shutters on every window. Getting off the bike Cas wheeled it into the garage. He headed inside, Dean shyly followed. Cas entered the kitchen Dean trailing behind him "Castiel! we are going to have a talk about this morning!"
Naomi yelled as she stepped into the kitchen. "You have absolutely..." she stopped in mid sentence when she noticed Dean. "Oh hello dear." A magazine worthy fake smile across her face. "I'm Naomi Novak, Castiel's mother." She reached out her hand and Dean shook it. "Hi I'm Dean Winchester, I'm working on a project with Cas for history class." Cas rolled his eyes at his mothers fake pleasantries. "Come on Dean, lets go to my room and work on our project." Cas started up the stairs as Dean followed.
"It was nice meeting you Dean." Naomi smiled then darted her eyes to Cas. "And Castiel we WILL be talking later." Cas nodded and headed up the stairs, Dean trailing behind him. Dean closed the bedroom door behind him, Cas shucked his blazer off, tossing it onto the bed. quickly followed by his dress shirt and tie. The room smelled like Cas, Dean wasn't entirely how he would describe that smell, but it was familiar, comforting. Deans eyes darted to Cas who was pulling his undershirt over his head. Dean's mouth fell agape as Cas crossed the room to pick up a fresh t-shirt. His hips, cut tight, seemed to sway with confidence. stretching causing his arms to flex as he pulled a shirt down from the hanger. Dean thought he was going to faint right then and there. Cas pulled on a black ratty Nine Inch Nails shirt. "What?" Cas looked up when he noticed Dean staring. "Ah..um...nothing." Cas shrugged and proceeded to walk over to his CD player. "Um shouldn't we start working on our assignment?" Dean watch him fumble with some CDs. "We will but first..." Cas inserted a CD. "I'm going to give you a musical education." hitting play, Dean heard a guitar solo play as a voice drifted from the speakers. "
Sister Christian
Oh, the time has come
And you know that you're the only one
To say, okay
Where you going
What you looking for
You know those boys
Don't want to play no more with you
It's true."
Dean liked it. it was different but he liked it. Cas pulled his laptop out and started to Google Da Vinci. Dean stood in the middle of the room, unsure of what to do. Cas looked up, cocking an eyebrow. "You gonna come sit down?" Cas patted the bed beside him. Dean sat down as Cas typed away. Dean hadn't expected Cas to be so studious. everyone knew him as a rebel but their school was pretty prestigious, and they didn't advocate failing. "I'm not going to bite you." Cas commented, not looking up from the keyboard "Probably." That last comment made Dean jump. Was Cas flirting with him? He blushed as Cas looked up, flashing him an award winning smile. "Now how am I supposed to get any work done, with you being all cute and nervous?" Cas WAS flirting with him. Why? He was just a regular guy, certainly not worthy of someone as beautiful as Castiel Novak. Before he realized it Cas had gripped his chin, blue meeting green. "You're pretty cute...for a dork."
Cas smiled then proceeded to to press his lips against Dean's. Dean's eyes widened in surprise. Today was the first day he had talked to Cas and now he was actually kissing him. Sister Christian continued to play in the background. Though the kiss only lasted seconds, it felt like an eternity for Dean. Cas pulled back, smirking as he watched Dean get all flustered. "I...uh...why did you kiss me?" Dean struggled with his words. Cas chuckled. "Why not? You're cute and believe it or not I've noticed you around school, always hanging with that red haired chick. makes you hard to miss next to her." Dean still speechless continued to stare at Cas. "so uh...are we boyfriends now?" Dean asked. Cas laughed louder than he should have at how innocent Dean was. "You dork." Cas laughed out. Dean looked hurt and Cas noticed.
"Look man I didn't mean..." Dean got up quickly and headed for the door. "I uh have to go home." he opened the door. "How? you rode here with me." Dean didn't look at Cas. "I'll call my dad,it's like a five minute drive." shutting the door behind him. "Dammit Cas!" he scolded himself as he punched the wall. "Castiel! what was that?" his mother yelled from downstairs, gripping his knuckles he yelled back. "Nothing mom, just knocked something over." He glanced at the hole in the wall, red smeared against it.
"Crap." he looked down, both hands bloody. He sighed, taking care of the wound he decided to go to bed early. It had been a long day. he woke up the next morning actually on time. Ignoring his mother as she yelled him out the door. Mounting his bike, he sped off to school. still raging from his behavior yesterday. He entered class in a bad mood. Dean back in his usual seat, eyes avoiding Cas. Cas sat down, sighing he pulled out his phone. A missed text from a number he didn't recognize.
it just said "hi". Dean must have sent it to him yesterday. He began texting under his desk. "Look I'm sorry about yesterday, I didn't mean to laugh at you." he sent the text. An agonizing few minutes passed by before his phone vibrated in his lap. "It's alright." Cas texted back immediately. "Let me make it up to you, can I take you out to eat tonight?" he felt his phone buzz again "Sure" Cas sighed in relief. The next 6 hours of school felt like torture. finally over, Cas headed to his bike. Dean came out of his Chem 101 class with Charlie. "So I never got to ask." Charlie stopped Dean "How did everything with Castiel go?" Dean blushed. "He uh...kissed me..." Charlie got excited "Oh my god Dean that's awesome!" Dean continued "Then I asked if we were boyfriends now and he laughed at me." Charlies face dropped. "Oh Dean honey..." she rested a hand on his shoulder. Dean dared to smile a little "But he asked to take me to dinner tonight." Charlie's face lit up again "Oh Dean that's great! I bet he wants to apologize!" Dean smiled a little more. "Oh! I gotta go!" Dean looked at his watch. "Go Dean! Go get your man!" Charlie shouted. Dean wished Charlie would stop yelling things like that but appreciated the encouragement. Heading down the front steps he saw Cas waiting at his bike again. he looked deep in thought before noticing Dean heading down the steps. "Ready?" Cas asked him. Dean nodded and swung his leg over the bike, arms wrapped around Cas. Starting the bike Cas and Dean road off, tires screeching. They reached an old roadside diner on the outskirts of town. Getting off the bike Cas turned to him. "You like pie?"
Dean's eyes lit up "I love pie!" he answered excitedly. Cas smiled, opening the door for Dean. They entered the bustling diner, A waitress sporting a pixie cut greeted them. "Two? Right this way." she beamed. She sat Cas and Dean in a booth in the back of the restaurant. "My name's Jo, you guys ready to order?" Cas looked at the menu "I'll have a burger and fries and he'll have an apple pie." Taking the menus, Jo smiled and headed off. "Thanks" Dean looked over at Cas, who was lighting a cigarette. "You smoke?" Cas looked up "Yeah, my mom doesn't know and she would kill me if she did." pulling the cigarette out of his mouth he stared at Dean. "Is it bothering you? I can put it out if it is." Dean smiled a little "No it's fine, my dad smokes it doesn't bother me." Cas dragged on the cigarette then smiled at Dean. A few minutes later their food arrived. Dean stared at the pie, it looked delicious. "Dig in." cas spoke through a mouth full of burger. Dean picked up the fork and took a bite of the pie. It was delicious almost as good as his mom's. Halfway through he noticed Cas staring, plate empty. "Oh sorry" he put the fork down. Cas raised a hand "Don't apologize, I eat really fast, take your time." Dean took another bite. "Dean." looking in the direction of Cas's voice he swallowed hard. "I'm sorry about yesterday, I didn't mean to laugh at you." Cas continued as Dean sat the fork down. "You were just cute and innocent, I didn't know how to react." Cas rubbed the back of his neck. "Badly I suppose." Dean smiled "It's okay Cas, really." Cas smiled and continued "I wouldn't mind being boyfriends...really." Dean's eyes widened in surprise. It wasn't like Cas to be shy at all. "I mean I know I'm a jerk but I like you, kind of always have." Cas blushed. Dean thought he must be dreaming. "Well I..." Cas interrupted him. "I understand if you don't want to." Dean shook his head "No Cas, I'd love to." smiling Cas looked up "Guess this is a date then." Dean blushed as he finished his pie. After paying the check they headed for the bike. Arms snuggling around Cas as the bike of the engine roared, red tail lights blazing against the dark highway. Finally reaching Dean's house, Cas parked by the curb. Dean's house was smaller than Cas's but it was hard to tell much else in the dark.
Walking Dean to the door he smiled at him. "I had a great time Cas thank you." Dean reached for the door. Suddenly Cas grabbed him by the waist, pulling him in close. He grabbed his chin pulling Dean's face to his. "You just gonna leave without a goodbye kiss?" Cas smiled pressing his lips to Dean's. Wrapping his arms around Cas's neck, he leaned up on his tippy toes returning the kiss. Pulling back he gazed into shining emerald eyes. Dean blushed as he planted his feet firmly on the ground. Cas headed down the steps and planted himself firmly on the seat of his bike "See ya later dork." Cas winked as he revved the engine speeding off, leaving Dean with his heart fluttering.
Cas arrived home about 9:30, after parking Seraph in the garage, he quietly snuck in. Trying to be as quiet as possible he reached the bottom of the stairs before he heard a rhythmic clicking behind him. "Fuck." he muttered under his breath. He turned around to see his mother at the kitchen table near the window, clicking her manicured nails on it impatiently. "Castiel James Novak." she glared at him intensely. "Do you have any idea what time it is?" Cas was confused, it was Friday night and it was only 9:30. "Six hours, six hours and not one call or text since school let out." Her voice remained calm, probably because she didn't want to wake Jimmy. Cas sighed. "Look mom I was with Dean, we're working on a project together." Naomi's eyes narrowed. "I understand that Castiel, however you do not go six hours without letting your parents know where you are." Cas rolled his eyes in response. "It's not like dad ever cares where I am anyway." Naomi's nails dug into the table "Castiel don't you dare talk back to me or I will have that beloved delinquent motorcycle of yours destroyed." Now it was Cas's turn to be pissed. "Don't you dare touch her or I swear to God I'll..." Naomi growled "Or you'll what Castiel?" Cas bit his lip, he was finally happy why did his mother have to agonize him every time he came home? A small growl rested in his throat. "Nothing, I'm going to bed." He headed up the stairs as his mother sat in the chair looking pleased with her self.
"Bitch!" Cas cursed under his breath as he slung a fist into the wall. He laid in the bed, eyes closed as he tried to calm himself. He felt a buzz in his pocket. Reaching down he pulled his phone out. "I had a really great time tonight :) ." it was Dean. "Yeah me too" Cas texted back. The phone buzzed again "You alright?" Cas typed quickly "Yeah my mother is just driving me insane." Picking up the phone again, he read "sorry." Cas sighed "I really want to see you tomorrow." Cas looked at his phone "I have to take my brother over to his friend's tomorrow morning but I'm free after that." Cas smiled. "I'll pick you up about 11 then?" buzzing again. "Sounds good :) ." Cas grinned as he typed back "See you tomorrow, goodnight Dean." A message popped up "Good night cas :)." grinning from ear to ear, Cas leaned back. His mother could yell and threaten all she wanted but as long as he had Dean, everything would be okay. He drifted off to sleep, eager for morning to come.