Hello again! Here's a new chapter, but I'll warn you; Dean's a little out of character, but hopefully not too much. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, favorited, and followed this story! And please continue, it really helps keep my lazy ass motivated. This story is unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine!

Chapter rating: T.5

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Chapter 3: Damn... He's hot.

Despite what Dean said, Cas was up at 6:30 the next morning, making sure he had everything set for the first day of school.

He had yet to change into the uniform, which was neatly laid out on his bed. It wasn't as bad as other school uniforms he had seen and been forced into. It was a plain white collared shirt under an expensive looking dark blue jacket, with a blue, black, and grey striped tie. He was also given black dress pants and polished dress shoes.

It was a very formal outfit for something like school, but Castiel never complained when it came to dressing nice. He was just upset he wasn't allowed to wear his favorite trench coat.

Currently, Cas was attempting for what felt like the hundredth time to flatten his unruly hair, though no matter how much he tried, it kept the messy 'sex hair' look, which Gabriel never failed to point out.

Giving up on his hair, Cas checked his clock to see that it was now about 7:15, and seeing that Dean was still snoring under his covers, he should probably be woken so he still has time to get ready.

Cas silently made his way across the room, unsure of how Dean's going to react to being woken up. And even though he's had quite a bit of experience with grumpy morning people, (He has grown up with Gabriel after all.) there was something that made Cas a little hesitant.

When Cas reached the edge of Dean's bed, he took a moment to look down at the sleeping boy; he couldn't see much since half of his head was under comforter, but what he could see of Dean's face made him catch his breath. The boy's face looked so relaxed and… innocent. His mouth was slightly open, muffled snores leaking through the soft lips. A hint of a smile would often appear on the corner of his lips from time to time.

Cas let out a breath he didn't know he was holding in. He had never wanted to kiss anyone so bad in his entire life, or run his hand through the soft, ruffled hair and down his cheeks that had a thin layer of stubble spread across them. Or feel those soft, pink lips…

Cas snapped out of his trance when he realized he had just been staring at his roommate for a good 15 minutes. He reached a hand down to Dean's shoulder and gave it a gentle shake, trying to pull the boy out of his sleep.
"Hey, Dean. Its 7:30, you should get up now." He said softly.

"Huh, what?" Was the gravely response, that made Cas shift uncomfortably and back up a bit, trying hard to keep down the growing arousal in his pants.

"School starts in half an hour." Cas squeaked. "I just didn't want you to miss class."

Dean rolled onto his back, pushing the covers off his… naked, chest and stretched his arms over his head.

Cas squeaked again and tried not to stare, as the muscles rippled in Dean's forearms and defined abs.

"Like what you see?" Dean teased, catching Cas' hungry eyes as they stared down at his chest.

Cas snapped out of whatever trance he was in and stumbled backward, catching himself before he fell. His entire face was flushed bright red, and he looked anywhere but at Dean. "Um, s-sorry." He practically whispered, his voice cracking mid sentence.

"Hey, it's no big deal." Dean chuckled, sensing Cas' discomfort and not pushing it.

"Yeah." Cas mumbled, turning around and grabbing his clothes. "I'll go change in the bathroom." Cas said, still avoiding eye contact.

"There's no need for that. We're both guys. Nothing you have that I haven't seen before." Dean joked, followed by a wink.

"I, uh, think I'd rather change in the bathroom." Cas said, scurrying out of the door with his clothes before Dean could say anything else.

Dean would be lying if he said he wasn't a little put off by Cas' reaction. But Dean shrugged it off as one of Cas' many quirks and began to get ready for the day.

Cas practically ran to the bathroom, shuffling himself into a stall, closing and locking the door tight.

He stopped and leaned his head against the door, closing his eyes and replaying the moment in his head. He now had a raging hard on pushing against his trousers and his entire body felt like it was on fire.

What was going on with him? He had never had this kind of reaction to anybody before. Sure he's gotten random hard-on's from seeing guys in the locker room at school, but that's normal. (For a gay guy at least.)

But he's never felt so aroused, from literally a peak at Dean's chest.

It wasn't even that fantastic, Cas thought to himself, so it was pretty fit, tan skin, well defined abdomen, strong arms, perky nipples, light trail of blond hairs traveling from his belly button to… Cas shivered.

So what that Dean was attractive? There are many attractive people in the world and he just happens to be one of them, but there's no reason Cas should be hot for his roommate, especially right now when he has to get to class.

Cas pushed down the strong urge to give himself some sort of release, and quickly changed clothes. Thinking of anything that would calm his erection; dead puppies, boobs, Mr. Zachariah in lingerie. And that's all it took for his erection to deflate, at least enough to fit it into his slacks and make it unnoticeable.

When he was done changing, he made his way back to their dorm. He went to open the door when he realized it was locked and he didn't bring his keys in his rush to get out.

Cas sighed and knocked, praying that Dean hadn't left yet.

To his relief, he heard fumbling and a muffled 'fuck' on the other side of the door before hearing a crash.

There was more fumbling and then the door swung open, revealing a ruffled looking Dean, his shirt on, but only half buttoned and he was struggling with his belt, trying to get it through the buckle. "Hey Cas, hold on a sec, I'm still getting dressed."

Cas nodded, and walked past Dean to his bed, looking the opposite way to both hide his blush and not end up staring again.

Cas occupied himself by playing with a string on his shirt while Dean finished getting dressed, attempting and failing to keep his mind off of the struggling boy in front of him.

When Dean was finished, he walked over to Cas, attempting to get the sidetracked boy's attention. "Hey Cas, it's almost 8, we've got to go."

"What? Oh, okay." Cas said, still not completely focused. He got up and straightened his slacks before reaching for his bag.

"Geez Cas, didn't you ever learn to tie a tie?" Dean asked pointing at Cas' crooked and backwards tie hanging around his neck.

"Um, I guess not."

"Here, I've got it." Dean said, reaching for the tie, undoing it and completely taking it off, before untwisting it and retying it around the blushing boy's neck.

When he was finished, he tapped his hands on Cas' shoulders, letting them rest there. "You ready to go?" He asked.

"I guess."

"Don't be nervous, you'll be fine." Dean grabbed his bag and keys before going back to Cas' side, slinging an arm lazily over the smaller boy's shoulders. "Let's go."

School was boring and uneventful for Cas.

His teachers all seemed rude, stuck up and strict, but tolerable if he could keep his head down and just focus on learning.

He only had two or three classes with Dean, so he didn't see him much. And ended up sitting alone during lunch since they have different lunch periods.

Cas did make one friend in his Chemistry class named Chuck. He was an odd and shaky boy; he spent most of the period writing in his notebook, though he was very intelligent and had a vast knowledge of literature.

Through the entire day, Dean hardly left his mind. Especially in their shared classes, when he was able to stare at the back of his head for an entire hour and a half.

Dean was becoming a serious problem for Cas, because he knew he wasn't just physically attracted to him, they also had some sort of profound bond between them, even though they haven't known each other very long.

Since Dean is Cas' first real 'crush' if that's what it really is, Cas was completely lost of what he's supposed to do.

He decided it was best to just let things happen on their own, and ignore his unsettled stomach and fluttering heartbeat whenever they're in the same vicinity. Not to mention the annoying erection he's had almost the entire day.

He just hoped that it wouldn't become a problem like it did this morning.

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