Dean skipped his last period and watched Cas walk to his own, making sure no one messed with him. If anyone did, he would be sure to intervene right away. That's why, during his entire last period, Dean stayed right outside of his last class just out of sight. The last bell rang and Dean seen Castiel walk out of the classroom with a few guys trailing right behind him. Castiel, who had heard the people behind him talking shit through the whole period, just wanted to leave the classroom and get away from them.. When the bell finally rang, he heard "Hey Faggot!" and turned around to see the guys trailing him. He headed into the crowd of kids and hid against a locker, closing closed his eyes tightly while he waited for them to pass. A few moments later, he opened his eyes and jumped at the sight of Deans back facing him. Dean, hearing the yelling and seeing a few guys corner Cas, quickly jumped into action and stood in front of Cas.
"If you were smart, you would turn around and walk the other way." After a few moments of intense staring, the guys quickly ran away. Dean turned around and looked at Cas. "Are you alright?" Cas opened his mouth and then shut it several times, not knowing what to say. Was Dean protecting him? He tried to breathe and stared at Dean cautiously. "W-What are you d-d-d-doing?" He asked slowly. Castiel had never seen Dean as a kind person. But now, with him standing there protecting him, Dean was different. Dean smiled down at Cas and draped his arm across his shoulders. "No one deserves to be bullied for something they can't help. Come on Cas. Let's get you home." Dean walked Cas to his locker as all eyes were on them. He knew this would cause a whole bunch of rumors, but he didn't care. As long as Cas was protected, he was fine.
Cas walked stiffly at first. Dean was touching him in a nonviolent way. This was new. Soon, Castiel relaxed and leaned against Dean the slightest bit. As soon as they reached his locker, Castiel shook his head. Ever since his first day here, Castiel knew lockers were a threat. He hadn't even touched his in years. Dean waited patiently for Cas as he leaned against the other lockers. "Do you have a ride home Cas? I am giving your brother a ride as well." Secretly, he had hoped that Cas would accept. Dean was suddenly aware of how he was thinking and smiled. It's safe to say that he has formed a slight crush on Cas, even in such short time. "I-I can-n w-w-w-walk." Castiel stated. He looked at his old locker with disgust. "I d-don't use it-t." He said quietly. Cas turned to face Dean with a sad smile. "T-Thank Y-You..." He said slowly. Dean was the first person to stand up for him in his whole miserable life.
Dean frowned and walked over to Cas. "Come on. I am already driving that way to drop Michael off." Dean draped his arm around Cas' shoulders again and started to lead him to his car where Michael was already waiting with his best friend Uriel. Dean waved at Michael lightly. Castiel's eyes went wide and he pushed away from Dean. When he was free, he took small steps away, looking at Uriel with horrified eyes. Uriel had been abusive since Cas could remember. With him having a stutter, everything was worse. Dean looked at Cas confused. "Cas, are you alright?" Dean put his hand on Cas' arm and looked down at him worried. Why was Cas so afraid after seeing his brother and friend?
