Dean got on the bus and Cas was already there, sitting in the very last seat with a warm smile and a waiting pint of strawberry milk. It'd been about a week since they met, and every day was more of less the same, apart from Dean getting the absolute shit beaten out of him, that only happened the once. He sat down and gave Cas the chocolate chip muffin graciously excepting his bottle of strawberry milk. Cas brought the milk, Dean brought the muffins, it was a good thing they had going.
"I want you to come over after school today," Cas said, picking the chocolate chips from his muffin one by one. He smirked and once again Dean's stomach did one of those outrageous little flip flops that he was growing very use to. "C'mon, it's about time you hang out. You already know Zeke and Gabriel, why not meet the rest of the clan? Ana is about Sam's age, Mikey is in college, Luci goes to a private high school, but only by day. Sam is Ana's twin, so they're the same age, um, yeah, Raphael plays lacrosse and Balth is just a baby, which is why you never see them, too busy practicing for scholarships and cramping in diapers. But still, come over." He gave Dean's shoulder a nudge. "It'll be fun."
Dean shook out his hair and straightened his new glasses. "Um, I dunno man, what about Sam? I dunno if he's willing to go home alone, I mean, Dad kind of, well..." He didn't know how to tell Castiel his dad was usually drunk and Dean usually took the nightly beating if he was still awake. "I'll see if he can hang out with a friend."
Dean sent Sam a quick text and waited anxiously for his reply. He was nervous, he'd never been over to someone else's house for obvious reasons. He had to protect Sam from everyone, including their drunk of a dad. He was his big brother, that was what they did for their siblings, no matter how much it hurt or how scarred he was. He got the reply from Sam and let out a sigh of relief. Then the nerves came back, realizing he'd have to go over to Castiel's house, he'd never done this before, it seemed like it'd be hard or awkward to say the least.
"Well?" Cas gave him a playful nudge and Dean groaned, but gave a nod. Signaling he was giving in, which made Cas whoop and crow in excitement.
A whole school day later Dean was on the bus, dropping into the seat beside Cas. Sam was up with a boy named Daniel, they were talking and laughing and Sam wouldn't be home till Monday after school, neither would Dean. Thank god. Dad was out of town for a while, so they had plenty of time before they needed to get home. Dean and Sam were used to living of a stash of money and bad diner food, it was common for Winchesters. Their dad did some kind of weird work that had them hopping around the country. But when Dean hit high school they settled down, their dad just traveled, leaving them for sometimes a week at a time. Dean had to grow up pretty fast, so Sammy could be a kid while he had the chance. Dean didn't mind though, it was what big brothers did.
"Dean, Dean, earth to Dean-o!" Cas tugged a lock of Dean's hair, causing him to yelp and look up with guilty eyes and flushed cheeks.
"Sorry Huggy Bear, got distracted," he muttered, chewing the piece of gum that some how ended up in his mouth, the pack disappearing back into Castiel's pocket mysteriously.
"Huggy bear?" Cas snorted, looking down at Dean, tapping his tongue rod against his teeth in the rhythm of the song he had stuck in his head, bobbing his head to the nonexsistant beat.
"Yeah," Dean nodded to Castiel's shirt, which was ripped and tied up the sides, it held a decapitated, bleeding teddy bear with outstretched, decomposing arms, underneath in a bloody, untidy scrawl were the words "I wuv hugs", to anyone else it was disturbing and dark, but to Dean it was just Cas.
Dean had figured out, after only a few days, that Castiel was such a rebel because all his siblings were perfect. They all excelled in something, most were on honor roll, or team capitan. Cas got good grades, did okay in school, but he wasn't near as perfect as the rest of his siblings, so he simply went for the rebel 'I don't give a shit and fuck you if you do' appeal that had half the school's panties dropping with a single, half assed glance. Dean though, seemed to be one of the few people who wasn't in Castiel's family that he still talked to. Dean didn't know if he should find it disturbing or endearing, it was a mixture of both most of the time.
"You're really out of it today, aren't you? You're white as a line of coke man, chill the fuck out." Cas offered Dean a headphone and Dean gave a smirk and a nod, slipping the piece into his ear as Castiel's favorite, filthy song came on. Dean hadn't always been a fan of Escape the Fate, but it was growing on him. "Man, love me some Gorgeous Nightmares."
Dean almost creamed himself when Cas began to sing in a low voice that bore the abuse of alcohol and cigarettes.
"I've got another confession to make, so complicated, let me try to explain. Don't want this feeling to go away, so it stays, it stays, it stays. Is it the way that you talk? That's causing me to freak. Is it the way that you laugh? That's making my heart beat. Is it the way that you kiss? It's gotta be the way you taste, way you taste, way you taste, way you taste. You're such a gorgeous nightmare, oh damn it never seems to go away, you make me feel brand new, yeah. You make me feel brand new yeah, ah ah ah ah I feel so alive, ah ah ah ah, I feel so a love. First impressions are hard to erase..." Castiel hummed a few bars. "Is it the way you feel? Against my body. Is it the way you act? So damn naughty," Castiel gave his lips an obscene lick, the look on his face practically orgasmic. "Is it the way you shake when your hips move to the base, to the base, to the base."
The bus pulled to a stop and Castiel and his family, Dean included, got to their feet and trudged off the bus, Dean giving Sam a meaningful look that said be careful. Dean would have to be wary too, he was harder then stone and seconds from creaming himself. What a way to meet the family of the only friend you'd ever had, right? By busting a nut before even walking through the door, yeah that would be super classy.
"Are you ready to meet the clan Dean? Don't worry, they don't all have giant sticks up their asses. It's usually only a few of them." Cas gave an easy chuckle but noticed the nervous, almost queasy look on Dean's face and frowned a little, slipping an arm around his shoulder. "Hey, don't look so scared, they'll love you, and if they don't, fuck them, cause you're here for keeps now."
Cas's words made the ache in Dean's chest easier as he and Cas followed the elder Novak's up the hill to the old fire house Cas and his family lived.