"Is there a reason you just dragged me into the boy's locker room?" Castiel asked, glancing down at his wrist; the one Dean was still holding onto.

"I need your help."

There wasn't much Castiel wouldn't do for Dean. Including this, even though it was the worst idea Cas had ever heard.

"You want me to date you?!"

"No, I want you to fake date me," Dean explained patiently while the other boys, who were on the football team with Dean, were staring at Cas, waiting for his reaction. After Dean and he became friends, Cas had spent a lot of time with the others on the team. Fairly quickly they became his friend too. Though, Dean was still his best friend."I have to get rid of her some time, Cas, and I can't do it without you."

"You can literally get anyone at this school if you asked nicely," Castiel said, his eyebrows raised skeptically. "Why in the world did you pick me?"

"Because you are my best friend," Dean said, placing a hand on Cas' shoulder. Cas tried to ignore the heat seeping through his jumper and crossed his arms instead.

"And?" Cas asked. "You are not telling me the full truth Dean Winchester."

"She always was kind of jealous of our friendship. She thought we were too friendly, almost as if I was in a relationship with you instead of her." Dean looked down at his hands, almost as if he was shy.

Now, Cas got where she was coming from. Dean and he didn't have a normal friendship. They were close, on the edge of a relationship yet not quite there. If it wasn't for their friendship, they would have probably started dating ages ago. They just couldn't risk it, so they didn't.

"Fine, I'll do it," Castiel said, rolling his eyes when Dean started cheering. "But only for two months tops, I get to break up with you and I'll get to pick the reason why."

"Promise it won't be anything that'll ruin my reputation and you've got yourself a deal."

"Deal."

They started "dating" the next Monday after spending the weekend working on their story. Which was a lot harder than Cas expected.

"You cannot say we "sealed the deal" in the back of the Impala, Dean."

"Oh come on," Dean laughed, "people will believe that."

"That's what I'm worried about."

They eventually settled on Dean finally manning up and asking Cas on a date who, of course, said yes. They kissed and finally got together when Dean walked Cas to his house. It was a tad bit cliche yet solid and not hard to believe.

They used Gabe, who was in on the plan being one of Dean's teammates, to tell the story to the whole school. He was always in on the latest gossip, loving the dirty secrets of everyone. Somehow he had a way of finding out every single one of them.

When Monday arrived, they were almost like celebrities.

Dean, the quarterback, and Cas, the head cheerleader, were by default one of the most popular boys in school. Nobody dared to say something about Cas' dream to become a cheerleader after watching Bring it On on repeat, with Dean around to beat the ones who hurt Cas.

Cas was a happy little flower with a nasty right hook and the necessary self-defense skills to protect himself if Dean wasn't there. Dean had taught him those years ago when he started, encouraging him to join the squad but making him aware of the consequences.

Needless to say, the entire school wanted them to be together, regardless of the quarterback/cheerleader cliche. Well, everyone except Dean's ex-girlfriend; Lisa.

What Dean and Lisa had together was nowhere near real. It was an occasional hook-up and Lisa mistaking them for a relationship. She was clingy and Dean had eventually 'broken up' with her to make it stop.

Only, it didn't.

Now, Lisa trying to get Dean back and it was getting on the nerves of the team, Cas, and mostly Dean himself.

"She does know that you are "dating" someone else right?" Balthazar huffed while shutting his locker a bit too hard.

"Don't say it like that," Castiel whispered, his hand still firmly gripping Dean's.

"Like what?"

"Like it's not true," Castiel whisper yelled, his frustration building. Balthazar merely rolled his eyes before wandering off. Castiel could hear the silent "but it's not true" and Cas knew this, he really did. It was just nice to pretend for a while.

Pretend that he could have this. That there's a world where he and Dean actually date and live happily ever after with two kids and a dog.

However, at some point, you have to realize that certain things won't ever happen. And dating Dean Winchester is one of those things.

"I have to go," Dean said, rubbing his neck with his free hand. Castiel had almost forgotten they were still holding hands. It felt comfortable and easy as if he was made for holding Dean's hand.

"Oh, because of the assignment, right?"

"Yeah," Dean sighed. Dean was smart, no questions asked, but boy could he procrastinate. The assignment was due last Wednesday and Dean had nothing to give Ms. Mills. She gave him a second chance to turn in the next Monday before class because he is a professional charmer, Cas envied him for that skill.

Dean was staring at him. Waiting. Should Cas make the first move or is Dean waiting for a sign? They never discussed this. They should have. Now, Cas was a bomb of anxiety ready to explode. Whatever choice he made, could possibly end this friendship forever.

Castiel's hands were shaking and was it just him or was the school getting warmer?

Dean looked around quickly and by looking at his facial expression, Castiel knew Lisa was watching them.

Castiel leaned forward because he could, he is Dean's boyfriend now. Because Cas had wanted to do this since they one. Because he wanted to know what Dean's lips felt like on his, even if it was just one time.

Dean leaned forward too because Lisa was watching. That was the only certain thing about this moment.

Castiel closed his eyes and pretended this was real. That Lisa didn't exist and Dean was going to kiss him because he wanted to.

Dean leaned closer and closer until they were breathing the same air, foreheads pressed together.

Castiel felt the world disappear. He couldn't hear the students talking to their friends about what they had done on the weekend, he couldn't hear the teacher helping a student with some final touches for a test, he couldn't hear the droning sound of school; just the beat of his own pounding heart.

Dean's lips touched his and suddenly, all bets were off.

The kiss started out sweet, tender almost. Until Dean found Castiel's waist, pulling him closer to his own body and Castiel circled Dean's neck with his arms. Cas gasped and Dean greedily took the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

Suddenly Castiel found himself pressed against the lockers, heavily making out with his best friend.

They were broken up by principal Singer, who was shaking his head while the two boys tried to make themselves look more presentable.

"Before you say anything, Mr. Winchester, no, I do not care that you are both boys," principal Singer sighed tiredly. "But I don't allow kissing in the hallways."

With that, he walked away and left two flustered boys behind.

Dean smiled awkwardly and said something about him having to leave for real now while Cas was trying not to focus on Dean's -even pinker than before they kissed- lips and swallowed nervously.

Cas was still in a daze when Dean left. His fingers touched his lips, remembering what it felt like to finally kiss Dean.

Right there and then he decided that, given the change, he would never stop kissing Dean.

It was Charlie who eventually pushed him out of his own mind.

"Ow! Why did you hit me?"

"Because the second bell is about to ring and you are going to be late," Charlie said, not looking sorry at all.

"Oh, thanks," Castiel smiled, throwing one arm around Charlie to walk with her to class. "This is why we are friends."

Charlie laughed with him before looking up, her eyes thoughtful. "You are usually early. What made you stand there like that?"

"Dean and I kissed," Castiel admitted, enduring several more slaps from Charlie who was too excited to speak.

"What? When? How was it?"

"Charlie, calm down," Castiel laughed, the uneasy feeling in his stomach from his endless panicked thoughts finally subsiding. "It happened at the lockers. Lisa was looking at us and Dean and I kissed."

Of course, he told his other best friend Charlie everything about the fake dating thing. Not because it was convenient or because she could help in some way -though her knowledge of social media might come in handy- but because she was Charlie and Cas didn't have a choice. He trusts her and tells her everything.

And with everything, he means everything. Problems, funny stories, his small crush on Dean. So, as she is an amazing friend, she yelled at him when he told her about the fake dating. About how this was a mistake and he had to find a way to hide his crush. And she wasn't wrong, Cas knew that. This whole plan was stupid but he needed the two months and then he could die knowing what it's like to date him.

Eventually, Charlie had rolled her eyes and agreed to keep silent. She did say that she would kill Dean if he hurt Cas though they both knew it was inevitable.

"I still don't like this plan."

"I know."

"So…" Charlie said smugly, her eyebrows waggling at Cas. "How was the kiss."

There wasn't really a word to explain the kiss. It was sweet and passionate and a little desperate. It was body pressed against body and tongues exploring each other's mouth. It was a rush you usually only get from a rollercoaster. How you feel like you're flying when you drive really fast down a highway. It was…

"Magical."