Textbooks and LARPING
Chapter one: Warcraft is not a real word
Dean Winchester is seen as a fairly cool guy on campus. He is known to care about only two things; his brother and cars. This is exactly how he likes it. With this set up, he comes off as mysterious and alluring to the women, and cool to the guys. It's perfect in every way.
Of course, those close to him know the truth. Dean is in fact not just focused on cars and his brother's well-being. No, Dean is also interested in middle earth and going on quests, on the doctor and his companion, on Sherlock and John's epic bromance, and to a lesser extent he's is even interested in what new animes are being released this season.
Yes, Dean is a geek. A closet geek. Since he was young he's hidden his Star Wars and Star Trek posters and figures, because he could never pick a favorite between the two franchises. He has limited edition box sets and video games that no one else can get their hands on anymore.
His best friend is Charlie Bradbury, a computer hacker who showed him LARPING when they were little. She's the embodiment of the sister he should have had. His other closest friend is Kevin Tran, an Asian kid who is actually only 18 but already in his sophomore year with Dean and Charlie.
In public, though, they stay clear of Dean. They know the rules with him, ever since he was ostracized by his entire grade at five years old he wants no one to know the truth. Which, of course, is also a major component on why he is perpetually single. Women want him, and he wants them, but women are nosy and will eventually ask about his interests and want a commitment and that would mean no more WOW or fandoms and he is just not going to give that up.
This has lead to one or two one-night stands in his lifetime and his title of womanizer. He's not quite sure how he got the title of womanizer after only two women in his twenty years of life. People want others to fit into a specific category, and along with the aloof and uncaring façade he has up comes the title of womanizer.
That's fine though.
Better than them finding out the truth.
Yes, he works very hard to keep everything a secret, which is why Charlie is currently helping him dress in his knight outfit that is equipped with a very good helmet to hide his face. None of the LARPERS know who he is, outside of Queen Charlie's handmaiden. (A title he's still not sure how the hell he ended up with.)
As usual they go out when ready and drive to the meeting spot, greeted by friends who know nothing of him. He looks forward to these days so much, being able to drop all of his college work, his carefully constructed persona, and pretend to gank other geeks like him. Seven hours every week, that's what he gives himself for this.
Seven hours Sammy knows not to bother him, which is why the sudden appearance of a very sleek tan car in their parking lot is so odd. Everyone stops and looks at it, the most recent make of an impala equipped with all kinds of gizmos and gadgets that make the drivers ability pretty much unnecessary. The odd car gets stranger, though, when Sammy comes out of the passenger side.
Dean pales.
Then some boy with the embodiment of bed head comes out of the driver's side. Stunningly blue eyes landing on Dean instantly, before going over everyone else as well.
Dean's face heats up. In fear.
Some strange ass kid is seeing him LARPING. Of all fucking things.
Sammy then brings the mysterious boy with him down the hill to where Dean and Charlie are standing. Being the good brother he is, he makes sure to appear to be talking to Charlie when he mumbles.
"I need the key to the house."
Dean can actually feel his eye twitch. "There's this thing called a cell phone you little shit. You couldn't just text me and-" He stops mid-sentence, looking to the boy his brother brought, who is currently being 'interrogated' by a few knights and is blatantly ignoring them to stare Dean down curiously. "Who the hell is that?"
"Oh, that's Castiel. We were studying together when I realized I left my key at home, so he offered to bring me here." Sam explains. "Anyways, the key is all I need."
"It's in Charlie's tent." Dean says, gesturing towards a large tent nearby that is surrounded by people.
"Tell them I sent you in." Charlie adds, grinning at the whole situation. "Men, bring that boy to me!" She orders as the knights continue to try and get Castiel's attention while the kid just stares at everything around him in awe.
Eventually one, named Ash, scoops the boy up in his arms to bring him over. He lets out a small noise of surprise but pretty much chills immediately.
Does he get carried around a lot?
No, no, that's not the main focus here!
"Wait, what?" Dean whispers to her, "Don't bring him here, he goes to our school, he could recognize me!"
"Nah, there's no way. All you can see is your eyes, you're fine."
Soon the boy is set in front of Dean and Charlie, both of whom he examines thoroughly before looking to Charlie.
"Where is your king?"
"Don't have one." Charlie says proudly and Castiel's brows furrow together as he looks around again.
"How strangely modern of a concept, given your medieval themes here." He comments, "But of course seeing as how your outfit, along with other women's outfits, are strangely revealing for such a time period I would assume authenticity is not your goal."
"The clothing is based off of WOW, kiddo." Charlie explains, clearly enjoying this confused boy's questions.
"…Wow…?" Castiel tilts his head and stares at her curiously, "Wow, what?"
"Wow," Charlie grins, nudging Dean, "He doesn't know of World of Warcraft."
A look of pure confusion comes to the boy, as though they are speaking in a foreign language. Well, Charlie. Dean is making sure not to talk. Just in Case.
"Warcraft is not a real word, how can there be a world of it?" Castiel asks and Charlie bursts out laughing. Dean just gets annoyed, though, because fuck this kid Warcraft is totally a word
"Oh my god this kid is great!" She pats him on the head, "And you're friends with Sammy, huh?"
"We are acquainted…" Castiel hesitates, clearly unsure of where he stands with Dean's little brother. He then turns his attention to Dean, stepping into the man's personal space and staring into his eyes before he mumbles. "Are you Dea-?"
A hand quickly clasps over Castiel's mouth as Dean panics. "Wh-what makes you think I'm that guy?" Dean asks, despite his hand preventing the teen from answering.
Castiel easily removes it, though, showcasing a surprising amount of strength for a short teen. "We came here to procure a set of house keys from Sam's brother, and you are the only man he approached."
"Well, I'm not." Dean groans.
"Why are you lying?" Castiel asks slowly, as if in awe of Dean actually wanting to deny he does this stuff.
"Castiel!" Sam calls, easily grabbing the smaller teen's wrist and tugging him away from Dean. "I got what we came here for, let's leave these weirdos to their fun."
Castiel continues to turn around and stare at Dean curiously, "Yes, of course…"
Dean is terrified. Someone outside of his very small circle has found out the truth. He doesn't know this guy, and clearly the kid is on confusing ground with Sam.
Will Sam tell him to keep quiet?
Yeah, but only if Sam knows he knows.
There is clearly only one solution to all of this, he has to talk to the kid himself.
In the meantime, though, there's no harm in beating on a few orcs.
When he gets home later that night, Dean storms through the door and to his brother's room. Inside the boy is lying on his bed, textbooks all over him as he works on his homework. Clearly the little shit is unaware of the hell he has unleashed on his loving big brother.
"You bitch!" Dean hisses and Sammy looks up to him confused.
"What the hell is it now, jerk?"
"That weird ass kid with the staring problem you brought with you today knows who I am!"
Sammy laughs. Actually fucking laughs. "Castiel? Oh my god that's great! He didn't say anything, but I guess it makes sense. I did tell him we were getting keys to the house."
"You didn't even tell him to keep his mouth shut?" Dean groans, "I'm going to kill you one day, Sammy. I really am."
"Nah, you won't." Sammy shrugs it off, "Don't worry about it, Castiel doesn't really talk about other people's business. If you really want to talk to him about it, though, go check out the library tomorrow. When he isn't in class he's over there working on stuff."
Dean rolls his eyes. Great, a nerd. Figures Sammy would befriend a nerd.
"Do you know where the library is?" Sammy teases, earning himself a dirty look from his brother before the older Winchester leaves his doorway.
Of course he knows where the library is, he's not an idiot. Just because he doesn't use it doesn't mean he doesn't know it. The library is that huge building to the left of the classroom buildings.
…Or what it that building near the gym?
Okay, so he doesn't go there. Has never gone there. That doesn't mean anything though, he can get a cute girl to show him where it is. Yeah, he will get a cute girl to show him, flirt with her a little, find the kid and tell him to keep quiet. Maybe threaten him if he needs to. Sure, the kid has a pretty firm grip but he's Dean Winchester. He could easily kick the little kid's ass.
Yep, Castiel won't take up even an hour of his time.
It's just one of Sammy's nerdy friends, anyways.
A/N: OHOH I should not be writing this. Yet here we are. I love Destiel too much gotta write more. Also, I don't know much about LARPING and WOW...so...like...yeah. Any help with those would be great.