His eyes.
His lips.
His voice.
His body language.
Every thing about this strange little exchange student was sending Dean's mind spinning and it was a speech about the lost generations. God! What the hell is wrong with me?! Dean thought to himself as he felt his groin twitch. Dean's eyes widened as he wiggled around in his seat, trying to prevent what was happening to his body.
Dean had never been attracted to another guy before, really, if he thought about it, no one had ever made this impression on him. Sure, he had mucked around with a few girls, but that was only from him being… Horny.
But this, this was something insane. What the actual F #K was going on with him?
Dean decided to just close his eyes and try block everything out, but that damn voice was so hot, so deep, such a damn turn on.
"Mr Winchester!" a voice roared.
Dean shot his head up so fast, he heard something crack. Mr Singer was standing at his desk, the boy had stopped talking and everyone had turned in his direction.
"Care to explain why you had your eyes closed during Mr Novak's speech, Dean?" Mr Singer growled.
"Um… well, you see.." dean racked around in his brain, trying to think of something, "It's a speech!" he blurted out.
The class laughed, but Mr singer just rolled his eyes. When dean took a risky look towards the exchange student, he had his head tilted to the side in confusion, frowning straight at Dean.
"Do you have a point?" Mr Singer asked, getting bored of deans strange behaviour.
"Yes I do" dean started, "it's a speech, so why do I have to keep my eyes open In order to listen to him?"
Mr Singer sighed while rubbing his temples, "just shut up, keep your eyes open and listen to Castiel, I'll see you after class"
Deans dad had been a good friend of Mr Singers before his death, so Dean knew he wouldn't get in to much trouble, and since he had to watch Castiel now, it was good, he could stay in after everyone so no one would see him under these circumstances.
"You can continue Castiel"
yes you can. Dean thought before mentally slapping himself