OK so her is chapter 2! thanks to all who read, followed and Favorited this :) .A big thanks to Larkafree who reviewed
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Cas stared at the loud guy as he stood there looking slightly dazed and confused, probably realized that whoever he was trying to meet with in the lounge was already gone, as he stumbled over the chairs. He looked around 5' 8", had flawless, naturally tanned, skin and had some of the most strikingly beautiful green eyes Cas had ever seen. Castiel smiled when he saw the green-eyed guy, still standing by his demolition of the lounge, look around to make sure no one had noticed his oops. After about a minute of just sitting and staring at the amazingly hot guy, he noticed Green Eyes starting to walk towards him. He looked good walking in his tight blue jeans and ACDC t-shirt.
"Hey did you see where my friends went?" Green Eyes asked with a confused look still plastered to his face.
"I'm sorry, I don't. I was trying to take a nap until you... kind of stormed in," Cas said as a smile began to form.
"Oh, uh, sorry about that. My name is Dean, nice to meet you," Dean introduced himself and extended his arm as a sign of friendship.
"Nice to meet you too, I'm Castiel," Cas said as he took his hand and attempted to give him a nice firm handshake in return.
"Oh! You want to play that game now?" Dean smirked. Cas began to wonder about what Dean was talking about until he felt a surge of pain coming from his hand. It felt as if Dean was using all his strength to try and crush all the bones in my hand.
"Ow! Stop that! It really hurts!" Cas exclaimed trying to break free from Dean's death-grip. Dean immediately released his hand when he saw the pained look Cas was giving him.
"Oh sorry about that. But you were the one that started it," Dean argued in a childish tone. Castiel couldn't help but smile at his behavior.
"Don't worry about it. I guess I just don't know my own strength anymore," Cas lied knowing he was actually a bit on the weak side. Cas started laughing and gave him a playful punch to his arm, realizing too late that it was not the smartest thing to do after what happened with the handshake. He looked over at Dean and saw his smirk and he knew what was coming next.
"Don't you dare do what I think you're about to do!" Cas exclaimed, slowly backing away from Dean.
"Hey, it's only fair. You hit me, so I should get to hit you," Dean stated, his smirk getting bigger, "You're not going to make me chase you around the room, are you?"
Cas stood still for a second, contemplating his next move. He either stood there and get punched by Dean, or run away in hopes that his speed would outmatch the others. He decided on the latter and began sprinting around the lounge. He looked back and saw that Dean wasn't following him but watching him run with a bored expression on his face. Cas shouldn't have expected to get far anyway since they were in such a confined room.
"You know, if you keep running it is going to hurt a whole lot more!" Dean shouted and when Cas heard that he stopped on his tracks.
"Ugh, fine! Just please be gentle," Cas sighed giving Dean a pleading look. Dean walked towards him and he raised his fist, preparing to punch Cas' arm. When Cas saw Deans arm begin to move, he instantly closed my eyes expected the worst physical pain of his life, only to be surprised when Dean just lightly tapped his shoulder. He heard Dean start laughing at Cas' reaction.
"See I told you I wasn't going to hurt you," Dean said flashing a smile at him. "Anyway, what are you doing here all by yourself so late at night?" He asked looking around at the empty room they were in again.
"Like I said before, I was trying to sleep after finishing my project," Cas reminded him, pointing over to the poster on the table. He mentally praised himself when he saw it was flipped face down so Dean couldn't see any of the very explicit photos.
"Why didn't you just head home when you finished?" Dean asked with that adorable confused look coming back to his face. Again, Cas lost himself staring at Dean, now that he had a better look since they were so close. He really liked the way Dean's emerald eyes looked, almost getting lost in his gaze. He could now see how Dean's biceps up close and was impressed by how he looked in a tight shirt. Gosh, he looks so cute like that. I wonder how long he is going to be here for, I so don't mind being in the same room alone with him. Wait, I shouldn't be thinking that. I'm engaged to Chuck! Cas thought, scolding himself.
"Earth to Cas! Did you hear what I asked?" Dean asked, snapping Cas out of his thoughts.
"Oh, sorry about that. I'm still here because I have to give a ride to my friend Chuck when he gets out of class," Cas stated. Wait, did I just say friend? He mentally cursed himself.
"Well that is very nice of you," Dean said with a huge smile as he walked back the table Cas was previously sitting at. Cas couldn't help but notice how Dean had such an attractive smile.
"Thanks," he said as he felt his face begin to blush. "I don't mind waiting for him though, mostly because he's my fiancé."
"Oh that's pretty cool," Cas heard Dean say, "I guess that explains all these pictures here," Dean said chuckling and looking intently at the photos before him.
Castiel immediately turned to Dean almost falling down in the process. "Oh, s-sorry about that. That's probably not something you wanted to see." Castiel mumbled looking down towards his feet as if they were the most fascinating thing on the planet.
"Don't worry about it, man. It's just sex. It is not like I haven't seen things like this before," Dean dismissed, still studying Castiel's project. "Don't know how you do it though," He said in a serious tone.
"What do you mean?" Castiel asked.
"You know what I mean. I don't know how you can handle having a dick stuck up your ass, it must really hurt. I wouldn't be able to it," Dean stated a matter of factly
"Um, it doesn't hurt that much. I mean in the beginning it does but then its starts to feel really good." Why do I feel so inclined to explain these things to him?
"How does it feel good?" Dean looked so intrigued with the subject.
"I don't know how explain to it. It just feels really good," Castiel said recalling how he feels with Chuck.
"I guess to each his own;" Dean shrugged, "So what is this project about anyway, if you don't mind me asking?"
"No it's fine, I need to start making the speech anyway," Castiel allowed, "The purpose of this collage is to show our sexual experience of our past and present, as well as what we expect in terms of our future. On the past side of my display I have pictures of men masturbating because until 3 years ago that's all I really had. In the middle, my present, I have pictures of different sexual positions I have tried or done, as well as a picture of my fiancé because he is the one I lost my virginity to. And for the future, um, for the future I left it pretty much blank. The reason for that is mostly due to the fact that no one knows what the future will bring for me. I could be married to Chuck and adopt a child like we have talked about doing, or fate can turn the tide and I could be with someone else or even be alone in the end. That's why I left the future blank, because what I expect for my future is that I get whatever fate gives me."
Dean was quiet for a moment, taking the speech in. "Wow that was pretty good, though I do have a comment to make," Dean mentioned, leaning forward in his chair, "You can't really expect fate to take you to the future. You have to make up your own fate in the end."
Cas just stared at Dean. He couldn't really believe he was talking about these rather serious topics with a total stranger. They stood there for a while just staring at each other, no one making any movement or attempt to speak again.
"Hey Castiel, You ready to head home?" Chuck asked coming in the lounge looking tired, snapping the other two out of their stare off.
"Yeah, let's go," Cas said, quickly grabbing his backpack and poster display, "Oh, by the way this is my new friend Dean, we just met. Dean, this is my fiancé, Chuck." Cas smiled as they shook hands. Good thing Chuck isn't the jealous type. Because Cas couldn't stop looking at Dean. He is just so darn attractive. Castiel couldn't help thinking to himself.
"Oh! Before you guys leave," he pulled out his phone as he continued, "I'm having a party this weekend and would love to have you... guys, there," Dean said, glancing over to Chuck as he finished speaking.
"I would love too. How about you, Chuck?" Castiel asked looking over to Chuck as well.
"Sure I wouldn't mind," Chuck shrugged.
"Awesome. So I'll see you both this weekend. Oh, look at the time; my girlfriend just got out of class. I'll see you guys later. Bye!" Dean yelled, leaving the lounge. All they could really do is wave goodbye, since Dean wouldn't hear their goodbyes from outside.
"Well, he seems like a very nice guy," Chuck said getting his stuff ready to go home.
Cas smiled. "Yeah, he really is." With that said, they headed for the car and were on their way home. All Castiel could really think of on the way to his house was the sexy, sweet Dean he had met today, so much that didn't even realize they were already at Chuck's house.
"Bye Castiel I'll see you tomorrow okay?" Chuck said looking at him before he got out, "I love you," he said as he pulled himself from the car.
"I love you too Chuck," Cas said as Chuck shut the door behind him.
When Castiel got home he headed straight to his room, and put some finishing touches on the project. He then noticed some writing on the back of the poster as he was about to put his name on it.
It read, "text me anytime –Dean" with a phone number inscribed below. He wondered when Dean had the chance to write this without him noticing.
He decided to text him and ask him.
Hello Dean, I was wondering when you had the chance to write down your phone number on the back of my poster.-C
He didn't have to wait long before he got his reply.
I'm glad you noticed it before you turned it in! I wrote it down during the moment you had your back to me when your fiancé came in. And as for why, I figured you need my number to get directions to the party ;) -D
That made Cas' face light up instantly.
How did you know I was going to agree to come in the first place? –C
I didn't, but even if u said no I gave it so we can chat. –D
How very bold of you… well I don't mean to be rude but I need to get to bed soon. I shall talk to you tomorrow. Goodnight Dean. –C
Night Cas. Oh and btw you sound weird when you text. Almost proper and shit. –D
Cas chuckled as he finished reading the last text from Dean. Needless to say he went to sleep with the biggest smile on his face.
What'd you guys think? should i continue?
im gonna admit i based the beginning interaction between Dean and Cas on how i met Azawrath :P we were 5, i said hi to her and she bit me, and since then we have best friends xD
anyway enough talking for me :P until next time
-Dusk