I don't own Supernatural…unfortunately. But I do own this cray cray fanfic.
Lunch is for the weak
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Fuller's high school was a sight for sore eyes. Crowded with loud, unruly teens all who had a strange air about them. The red and white hallways were always
cramped and the grey, rusted lockers were routinely being slammed shut only to be opened again by a forgetful teen. The beige tile floors caused the bottom of your shoes to squeak with every step one took, and with so many bodies colliding to get to class, the squeaking never stopped. The bell had rung a lunch was in session, a relief for most, but hell for a few special cases. A particularly tall shaggy haired was currently attempting to slipped through his peers in a pathetic escape to get away from a certain noisy dirty blonde upperclassmen. "Aww come on Sammy, quit running from me! I won't bite…much!" Sam was so sick of this shit. Daily Gabriel, a fricken Junior, harassed him with no signs of stopping. Sam felt a heavy hand clamp down onto his broad shoulder and slowed down. "Gabriel, seriously not today. I have to stay focused on passing my test today. And to do that, I need to be relaxed…" Shaking off the intrusive hand, he turned to stare at a grinning idiot, "and not pissed off to hell." The blonde rolled his eyes and pouted. "But Sammy you know I need to be around you! If it wasn't for you I wouldn't even come to school." Sam couldn't argue with that, he had met Gabriel the first week of school. The older boy was hiding and sleeping in the library during 3rd period when Sam had accidently knocked a book of the shelf from the other side of the bookstand, said book ended up landing on Gabriel's head. Sam apologized but soon found himself lecturing the other boy on the importance of a decent education and going to class. Now he couldn't seem to get Gabriel from falling him around after classes were over, since Sam refused to hang out outside of school with the touchy older boy. "Look, Gabriel, I'm serious today. I'm nervous about this test so stop distracting me." Sam could've turn around right then and left the other boy, but now Gabriel was pouting and looking like he was going to throw a fit, so instead Sam grabbed his hand and led him to the library. It was lunchtime anyway, he could study and keep his sanity. But why did Gabriel have to intertwine their fingers!
Castiel was having a rough go around himself. The prestigious and well-rounded blue eyed coindexter was trying to read an excerpt from Euripides's Medea, but no. Nope that wasn't even a fleeting possibility because right at that very second, his crush, Dean Winchester, was peering over his shoulder trying to make out what the text was about, and failing miserably. "Dean…it would greatly appreciated if you gave me some breathing room. I-I cannot properly finish the passage with you so close." All Castiel got as a response was a muffled yes, and some butterfly kisses to his neck before the other male moved back. "Dean!" Lowering his voice as to not draw attention to them, he glared at the older male. "We are in a very public area. If it is possible could you refrain from obscene acts of affection, as to not cause rumors or drama." The plaid and worn out jeans cladded boy plopped down next to the raven haired male, and rolled his eyes. "Jesus Cas, you act as if I was jacking you off or something, it was just a few kisses." Leaning over he smirked and wrapped his right arm around the smaller framed boy. "I'm sorry alright? Just finish your prehistoric reading so we can actually do something fun." Dean was fully smiling now, his tanned skin a nice contrast to his pearly white smile. Castiel was already red in the face but with Dean so close, so soon, he found himself ready to faint. "I-I can't." "You can't what?". "I cannot finish my passage due to the fact that you have sufficiently distracted me from it." Castiel blushed and closed his book "So we can do something else?!" Dean's arm was now wrapped tightly around the freshman's waist. "Yes, that would seem like the most likely course of action. But no touching!" He had to add that part quickly or Dean would get carried away. Dean rolled his emerald eyes once again and pecked Cas on the cheek. "If you weren't so damn cute, I'd just give up on winning you over ya know." "As we discussed before Dean, it's not a matter of winning me over, but me simply wanting to honor the traditional value of waiting until marriage to perform any sexual acts upon another being." "Yeah yeah that still sounds like crap to me, but whatever. You still owe me a kiss either way. And don't try talking your way out of it, I passed that test the good ole fashioned way, pure disgusting studying!" Castiel had to clear his throat at the mention of said kiss. He knew good and well that he owed Dean a decent kiss, but he was still nervous about it. Him and the other boy weren't exactly exclusive, but Castiel didn't want Dean to be uninterested in him if he declined. What if someone saw and told Dean's other flings? What if the kiss was terrible and Dean finally realized Castiel wasn't worth his time? What if he couldn't control himself during the kiss and started wanting more? "Hey! Cas, come back to Earth!" Castiel's eyes snapped up and he felt his heart beat slowing back down to a normal pace. "It's alright, stop overthinking everything. Come on, lets go somewhere private so we can get it over with alright?" Castiel nodded and rose with the senior. He really didn't stand a chance with the Winchester.
"No." a gruff voice grounded out "But…". "No! Dammit Samandriel, I said no the first time and I don't want to say a 14th time!" Lucifer dared a glance at the boy walking extremely close to him, so close they kept bumping shoulders with each step. "But Lucifer, it's just a date. You already said yourself that you were free for the whole weekend, just one night! Please, I'll behave!" Lucifer dragged his free hand down his face in an unsuccessful attempt at calming down. His fingertips ran across his short stumble and he cursed himself for being too lazy to shave that morning. Samandriel was still walking in long strides with him down the crowded hall, trying to keep up with the senior. Spotting the bathroom, Lucifer made a quick left and pushed the door open with more force than necessary. Samandriel followed suit, him face still scrunched up displaying his frustration. Lucifer was thankful the bathroom was empty for once; he really didn't need any other guys overhearing their conversation. "Fine Samandriel," he rolled his eyes as the other boy naturally smiled at the use of his name. "I'll go out with you tonight, but so help me God, if you feel me up or try anything…I will beat the shit out of you! Got it?" Samandriel smirked and slowly made his way closer to the tall blonde. Placing one hand gently on Lucifer's cheek he ran his thumb across the plumb lip. "Thank you, I'll behave, I promise. No groping. No kissing. No fucking what so ever." With each sentence, the younger boy's hand snaked down the senior's body till it hovered over his crotch. Leaning forward he placed a rough, lip biting kiss onto Lucifer's unsuspecting lips. Palming Lucifer's crotch until he received a moan, he pulled back. "Pick me up at 7, we can go see a movie." Backing off he fixed his bag and walked out of the restroom. "Fucking brat..."Lucifer huffed out leaning against the sink. He was now seriously hard and tense. "This is going to be a god damn disaster…"