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Second Chances

Chapter 3:

"You can wear my clothes"

"Dean, is Castiel your boyfriend?"

All Castiel could do was blush and bite his lip to keep from laughing at the expression on Dean's face. Dean seemed to collect himself slightly, rubbing the back of his neck nervously and blushing slightly.

"No, Sammy. We are just friends buddy" he assured his little brother, not seeing the disappointment flash quickly in Castiel's eyes. Sam's face broke out into a big smile as he turned around to Gabriel, as Dean retrieved the garlic bread before it burned.

"See? I told you, Gabe!"Gabriel crossed his arms and huffed "But Cassie is gay! Dean has to be his boyfriend because Cassie never hangs out with anyone else!" The boy argues, causing Dean to drop the cookie sheet of bread onto the stove, making a clanking noise.

It was Castiel's turn to look mortified, and gape at his little brother's bluntness. "I...um.." he started. "Well, yes...I...I am.." he continued "but..I...We...No..." he couldn't get his sentence together and was blushing madly, looking away.

Smirking a little bit Dean decided to lend him a hand. He knelt down in front of Gabriel "Just because someone is Gay doesn't mean that they like every boy they see. A gay guy can be friends with a non-gay guy. They don't have to be boyfriends" Gabe nodded, seeming to understand what was being told to him.

"But Dean...you're not..." Dean gave him a warning glare before he could finish his sentence. " Do you understand Gabe?" Dean finishes. The boy nodded his head happily. Dean Chuckled and ruffled the boy's hair affectionately. Castiel smiled at the gesture.

"Good, now go wash up boys. Dinner is ready." Dean instructed. the boys bounded down the hall towards the bathroom as Dean turned his gaze to Castiel, who was blushing and looking anywhere but him.

Smirking a little "Cas...I..." he began but was abruptly cut off by a soft voice "I can go, it's no big deal" as he began to pack up his stuff. Dean screwed his face up. "Go..? Why? But what about dinner?" Dean questioned causing Castiel to look at him questioningly.

"I thought..." the blue-eyed boy started. "No, you're staying for dinner, there is no problem here" Dean interrupted hoping that Castiel understood what he was trying to say. Castiel was shocked, to say the least, all he could do is nod dumbly and start to clean off the table so they could eat dinner.

It was 8:30 by the time that dinner was done and all of their homework finished. Dean checked the boy's homework and put it in the correct folders before packing their bags back up.

He then did the same with his book bag and put them next to the door for the morning. Now he was doing dishes while Castiel sat on the counter and watched, Dean refused to let Castiel help in any way, much to his annoyance.

"So what time do your parents get home?" Castiel asked curiously. Dean only stiffened slightly. "Not till later" he mumbled. He finished up the dishes and sat them in the dryer to be put up later.

"Well it's getting late, we should get you guys home. Sam needs to be in bed around 9." He said tossing the hand towel onto the countertop. Castiel just nodded. "Boys!" Dean called.

"Coming!" Was the joint response that made him chuckle as the two boys came running into the room. "Hey, Dean!" Sam said in his 'I want something' voice.

Dean rolled his eyes and sighed "Yes Sammy?" Sam grinned knowing his brother knew he wanted something. "Can Gabe stay tomorrow night? It's Friday so we don't have school!" Sam put him his best puppy dog face.

Dean raised his hands in surrender, chuckling "Put the eyes away, Sammy. I don't mind, as long as his parents say it's fine." The two boys started to squeal and jump up and down happily. "And bedtime will be by 10" he finished.

But the boys just nodded, not interrupting their happiness. Dean just shook his head, shooting a look at Castiel who was raising a questioning eyebrow at him. Dean just shrugged.

"Alright, kiddos. Load up". They all made their way down to the Impala and got in.

Dean was walking to his locker the next morning when he caught site of the boys from the first day standing next to it.

Sighing he continued down the hall and walks right through them and opens his locker only to have it slammed back shut. He huffed, "What do you want?" He growled out, causing the leader to laugh.

"Don't you want to hang out with us Dean-o?" One asked. The others laughed as Dean rolled his eyes and went to walk away, only to be dragged back by his backpack and shoved against the lockers.

"What is your damn problem?" He asked angrily, in hindsight probably not his best idea.

His head spun a little when the leader , 'Funny, I should at least know the name of the guy trying to kick my ass' he thought sarcastically, punched him in his mouth, leaving a trail of blood running to his chin from the busted lip.

"Maybe that will teach you some manners" one laughed. He really didn't mean to let it slip out.

Dean mumbled "Doubt it" and then there was a fist in his stomach that made him double over. "Son of a bitch" came out in a breathy growl. It was taking all of his self control not to fight back.

The bell finally rang and everyone made their way to class. Dean was getting his books out when Castiel walked up beside him.

"Hello Dean" He greeted. Dean just huffed and slammed his locker and turning to walk down the hall. Castiel, wanting to know what's wrong, grabbed Dean's arm to stop him and Dean whirled around to face him.

A shocked intake of breath was heard from Castiel as Dean was glaring angrily at the floor. Castiel, on autopilot, reached to touch Dean's busted lip but Dean grabbed his hand before it made contact "Don't" he commanded and Castiel let his arm go slack in Dean's hand.

Looking away he mumbled "Sorry". Dean let go of his arm and wiped the blood on his sleeve and turned to head to class.

It was their last class again and Castiel was totally lost I thought. 'What is wrong with you Castiel?!' He mentally slapped himself, like he had been doing all day.

'That boy is straight, you need to leave him alone' he tried to convince himself. 'He doesn't even want you to touch him' he sighed sadly. He was shaken out of his thoughts by a hand on his shoulder.

He jumped and followed the offending appendage up to his owner. And let out a breath that he didn't know he'd been holding. 'Just Dean' he thought relieved.

He looked up at Dean, who was raising a questioning eyebrow. "Did...you say something?" Castiel managed, causing Dean to laugh a little. "Did your mom say Gabe could stay the night?" He asked, for the second time.

'Oh, he just wanted to know about the sleepover' he thought sadly. "Ye...yeah. She said it was fine, I had convince her you weren't some crazy people and that Gabe will be fine over there." Castiel informed him.

"But she wants your mom or dad to call her to make sure that they say it's okay" he finished while gathering his books. Dean looked nervous as he worried his bottom lip with his teeth.

Finally, he cleared his throat, "Okay, you ready to go?" He asked. Castiel just nodded, not expecting Dean to drive him home. They made their way to the impala and made their way to pick up their little brothers.

The boys bounded out of the school, obviously, Gabe told Sam that he could stay so that made them even more hyper. They all climbed into the car and the boys were roughhousing in the back.

"Boys!" Dean raised his voice slightly, both boys looked up and thought they were going to get in trouble Dean just smiled "Seatbelts" he instructed. The boys had matching grins as they complied and went back to their pushing and shoving and giggling.

"Well Cas, we are gonna have an interesting night." he said as he chuckled and began to drive home. "We?" Castiel all But squeaked out.

Dean raised an eyebrow at him. "Of course. I thought you were staying too..." he began. "But if you don't want to..." he finished softly.

"Of course I do!" Castiel blushed at his over enthusiasm "But I don't have any clothes..." he said sadly. "You can borrow mine, no big deal" Dean offered. Which made Castiel blush more.

'Man this boy is gorgeous' Dean thought as he chuckled. Castiel nodded and said "okay" quietly as they pulled up at the apartment.