Second chapter is here! Than. You so much for the (2) reviews, I'm really glad to get some feedback and I didn't actually expect anyone to bother reading my fav, but thanks!
Dean walked into Art, still trying to look at other girls' asses to convince himself that he loved them. Yet the blue eyes haunted him, the eyes that made him feel like he was looking into a deep blue ocean. The eyes that he was pretty sure, although he wouldn't admit it, he lo-"hello, Dean" Castiel's voice spoke as he touched his shoulder. Dean almost jumped, but recognized the voice. "Hey Cas" he was desperate to turn around and look into the boys blue eyes, but tried to act causal 'no, dean, you're acting like some lovesick chick, which you are so not' he heard Sam's teasing voice inside his head 'nope, just a lovesick dude' "Dean, are you alright, I-I am sorry... I-I will go sit over here" Dean woke from his daydreaming and turned around and pulled Castiel's long trench coat so the boy was about to choke "no, man I'd love- really like to sit next to you!" Dean was afraid he had hurt Castiel, not in the lovey-dovey way, in the you're-my-best-friend way... Yes because Dean likes chicks, the ones with a lot of boob, yes those. But there was something about those blue eyes, something... No, Dean! Chicks! "Can you possibly, if its without too much difficulty... Let go of me?" Castiel's voice sounded calm compared to the fact that Dean was still nearly chocking the blue eyed boy. "No, yeah... Sorry" Dean let go and almost slapped himself for sounding so much a girl. "Do you... You know wan-want to sit next to me, Dean?"
"Wha- yes, of course!"
Dean started walking towards a seat in the back of the class and Castiel was right behind him. Then, out of nowhere, the blonde kid, the asshole who had filmed Castiels most embarrassing moment, walked into the class room. "Oh no" Castiel wasn't scared of the Master himself, more of the look in Deans eyes "Dean sit down"
"But, Cas! That kid-"
"I know Dean, I don't even know how you've become so protective of me, most people act like they don't even want nor need me in their life"
Dean hadn't thought of his reaction as protective and right now he didn't care, he was determined to protect those blue eyes and everything behind them "I do" Dean said between his quickening breaths "Do what?"
"I need you, Cas"
The words just slipped out and, of fucking corse, the Master heard him "awww! Guys Cas has got a boyfriend!" At that exact moment Moriaty walked in. The Master whispered something in his ear and his eyes started glowing with what seemed like nothing good. "Aww, you guys are so cute together!" Moriaty paused, obviously choosing his next words carefully. "You know-" Moriaty continued but was interrupted by a deep voice "shut up Moriaty, you lower the IQ of the whole school" the voice said calmly and a tall boy pushed a very surprised Moriaty out of the way. The boy was wearing a long, black trench coat and a blue scarf. He moved towards Castiel and Dean and sat down next to them. Another boy approached the class room, he was one of the shortest boys in the school but his blonde hair made him slightly attractive anyway. "Sherlock?" The boys voice sounded light and somehow relaxing. "Yes, John?" The so-called Sherlock answered. John moved towards the three boys and and sat down next to Sherlock. "I heard about the whole gay thing" Castiel really didn't want to talk about this but felt that he was forced to "you know, I'm gay too. It's nothing to be ashamed about" that made Castiel surprisingly happy "really?"
"Yes, John here is my boyfriend"
Castiel was overwhelmingly happy to know that he was not the only in the school. Dean smiled and felt happy for Cas, in a totally friendly way of corse, not the whole 'as longs as you're happy, I'm happy' chick flick thing. Well, maybe slightly... No, not at all... Or maybe... No! "So Dean, you okay?" John said, apparently happy to talk to him. "Uh, yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know...-"
John was I interrupted by Sherlock in mid sentence "well, judging by the way you clenched your fist, you were clearly angry. But the way your eyes kept swinging between the Master and Castiel showed that you were trying to protect him, but not in the friendly way because by the way your-" Dean knew it was true, but he didn't want someone else to say it before he could admit it himself, so he decided to interrupt Sherlock "yes, I get it! But I'm fine, thanks" as Dean finished his sentence the art teacher Mrs. Pam walked in. "Okay, peeps! Find a partner and draw them" she was clearly tired and exhausted so instead of asking questions the whole class just went with it. "Hey Cas, may I draw you?" The Master spoke in an evil voice. This was when Dean couldn't take it anymore "listen up you little shit head!" He stood up and stepped in front of Castiel who was clearly confused with the whole situation, he probably didn't even get the fact that the master wanted to bully him, Dean thought as the kept speaking "Castiel has been through a lot, I'm not sure what but who gives a fuck? This kid is gay? Yeah? Well guess what! I Could be too!" The last part made every one in the entire class stare. The biggest womanizer in the entire school could be gay? Some stares were confused but one; Moriaty, his stare was pure, black evil. "What I mean is, anyone could!" Dean tried to take it back but failed "Dean, I'm really sure you should sit down now" Castiel sounded worried but In someway happy about the news. "No, I'm not gay, I'm just saying its not something you Choose!" Dean realized that Mrs. Pam hadn't even been in the class room, although he hadn't even noticed that she had left. "Cas, you should stay out of this one " Dean didn't want him to, but did he really have a choice? Most people seemed to believe him now. phew. The Master sat back down and giggled in a way that worried Dean slightly too much. Dean you fucking asshole, you like chicks! Actually, no you don't, Dean found it hard to admit this you like a certain pair of blue eyes.