Castiel breathed a sigh of relief as the final bell rang, dismissing them from school. He picked up his bag from under the desk and threw it over his shoulder, rushing to get out of the classroom. He glanced down at the leather watch that was wound around his wrist, sighing as he saw the time. Half past three. That give him a little under two hours to get himself ready for the… what was it exactly? Dean hadn't said that it was a date… but then again, he hadn't said it wasn't. Cas groaned to himself as he walked outside and over towards his car. He bit down on his bottom lip and unlocked it, climbing inside and driving out of the parking lot as fast as possible. He was going to need a second opinion on this.
"Gabe…?" Castiel called out as he unlocked the front door and walked inside, throwing his keys into the small pot on the table. He shrugged his bag to the floor and left it at the bottom of the stairs, wandering off into the kitchen.
"I knew I'd find you in here," Castiel chuckled and raised an eyebrow as he saw Gabriel standing in the kitchen, a lollipop stick hanging out of his mouth.
"What?" Gabriel protested, taking the stick out of his mouth and twirling it between his fingers. "I have a sweet tooth, kill me for it," he scoffed, rolling his eyes.
"I would," Cas sighed and leaned back against the kitchen door. "But I have somewhere to be and I really can't afford to be late."
"Mhm," Gabe hummed, throwing the stick into the trash and crunching the sugary candy between his teeth.
"Gabe?" Castiel said, folding his arms over his chest and avoiding his big brother's gaze.
"Yes?" Gabriel replied, arching an eyebrow.
"If somebody invites you over to their house… but they didn't exactly say it was a date… but you know there's going to be kissing and… stuff involved, would you classify it as a date?" Cas mumbled.
Gabriel smirked and swallowed the last of the lollipop, licking his lips. "I guess I would class that as a date then, yeah."
"Okay," Castiel beamed, smiling widely. "Thanks Gabe," he said, quickly trying to rush out of the room.
"Cas," Gabriel called out in a stern voice.
"Yeah?" Cas asked, sticking his head back around the kitchen door.
Gabriel motioned for him to come inside as he slowly walked further towards him.
Castiel rolled his eyes and stepped inside, folding his arms over his chest. "Look, can you make this quick. I have to get ready."
Gabriel cleared his throat and leaned on the counter in front of Castiel. "Look, Cas…" he began, fiddling with his hands. "I know sometimes when you're y'know… fooling around, you get a little carried away and you want to take things further…"
Castiel shook his head, his eyes growing wide. "Oh please, God no…"
"Hush you. This is for your own good," Gabriel muttered, silencing Castiel. "Where was I… ah yes, taking things further. But don't forget to be safe alright?"
Castiel groaned and leaned back against the wall. "This is humiliating."
"You think I like giving you the talk as much as you like listening to it?" Gabriel smirked. "I want to make sure you and Dean are safe," he shrugged, walking back over towards one of the kitchen drawers , pulling out a brown paper bag. "Here… take these and we'll never talk of this again."
Castiel arched an eyebrow and glanced inside of the bag, blushing furiously. "Gabe!" he hissed.
"Oh please," Gabriel scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Like you'd ever go into a shop and willingly buy condoms… Look you're even blushing at the word condom!" Gabe teased. "Do you know how to use them or do I need to go get you a cucumber."
"No!" Castiel snapped, shaking his head. "I did actually attend sixth grade's sex ed classes Gabe," he mumbled, blushing again. "Uh… thanks for these," he added, holding up the brown bag and shaking it.
"No problem little 'bro," Gabriel grinned. "Just make sure you stay safe alright?"
Castiel nodded his head and walked over towards the door. "Will do," he called back, groaning as soon as he was out of the room.
Gabriel chuckled as he listened to the sounds of Castiel running up the stairs, slamming his bedroom door shut and flopping down on his bed.
An hour, and about fifty different outfit's later, Castiel sighed and slumped back down on his bed. He still had just over half an hour and he hadn't even decided on what to wear yet.
"Wardrobe trouble?" Gabriel asked, leaning against the doorframe to Cas' room.
Castiel groaned and rolled over onto his stomach, nodding his head.
"What about that shirt you got last week?" Gabriel muttered, walking over towards Cas' wardrobe and shifting a few things around.
Castiel shrugged and buried his face in his pillow, letting out all of his frustrations.
Gabriel chuckled at the sight of his baby brother, turning his attentions back to Castiel's clothes. "Hm," he hummed, shoving various items aside and pulling out a pair of black jeans.
Castiel cocked an eyebrow as he watched his big brother rooting around in his wardrobe.
"Here," Gabe grinned, chucking the jeans towards his brother and smirking. "Wear these, with that shirt you've got on."
Castiel stood up and tugged on the jeans before walking over to the corner of his room and glancing at himself in the mirror. He nodded his head in approval and turned towards his older brother. "Thanks Gabe."
"It's what I'm here for," Gabriel shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Castiel, running his fingers through his hair. "Don't wear it so neat all the time," he smirked.
Castiel clucked his tongue and rolled his eyes. "You've ruined it now," he mumbled. "And I don't have time to fix it!"
Gabriel chuckled and walked towards the door, waving a hand over his shoulder. "Oh, and if you come back with a limp, I really don't want to know about it," he teased.
Castiel rolled his eyes and picked up one of the pillows that lay, abandoned on the floor, throwing it at his older brother.
Gabriel smirked and walked out of the room before the pillow had a chance to hit him. "Don't forget the condoms," he called out, grinning to himself.
Castiel rolled his eyes and glanced at his watch, sighing as he saw that he had virtually no time left. Well, here goes nothing, he thought to himself as he slipped out of his room and downstairs, walking over towards his car.
Cas pulled up at Dean's house about fifteen minutes later, half tempted to just start the engine back up and go back home. He somehow managed to resist the temptation as he climbed out of the car and locked it behind him, before walking up towards the house.
He sucked in a few deep breaths, composing himself, before reaching out a hand and ringing the doorbell, the faint sound of it lingering in his ears as he fumbled about nervously with his hands. Cas stopped and dropped his arms to rest by the sides of his body as heard a lock clicking and the door being pulled open, revealing Dean.
"Hey," Dean said, opening the door a little wider, gesturing for Castiel to come in. "Come in."
Castiel nodded and stepped inside, glancing around the hall and smiling softly. "Nice place," he grinned.
Dean kicked the door shut and locked it again, turning around to face Cas. "Thanks." He cleared his throat and walked past Castiel and over towards the stairs. "Coming?" he asked, starting to walk up them.
Castiel ran a shaky hand through his hair and followed Dean up the stairs, keeping his gaze locked on the floor as he walked.
Dean pushed the door it open and held it open for Castiel, closing it quietly behind him. He crossed over to the over side of the room and turned on the lamp that stood in the corner, the room suddenly flooded with the additional light. He moved over towards the bed and sat back against it, folding his arms over his chest and turning his gaze over towards the boy that stood awkwardly in the corner. "You can sit down y'know," he mumbled. "I don't bite… much."
Castiel chuckled and shrugged his bag off in the corner of the room, walking over towards the bed, perching down on the edge of it.
Dean sighed and crawled across the bed, stopping behind Cas. He chuckled as he heard his breath hitch and moved his hand to rest on Cas' shoulders. "Why so nervous Cas?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.
Cas blushed as he felt Dean's hands rest on his shoulders. "I-I'm not n-nervous," he stuttered, mentally kicking himself for not being able to compose himself better.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Yeah… Right, of course you're not," he muttered, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the back of Cas' neck. "Just relax," he whispered.
Castiel nodded and closed his eyes, drawing in a few deep breaths and enjoy the feeling of Dean's lips against the back of his neck.
"Mm, you need to loosen up," Dean hummed, shifting around and pressing his lips against Castiel's collarbone, smirking as the other boy gasped. He slipped his hand up the front of his shirt and ghosted his fingers across Cas' stomach.
Castiel shivered as he felt Dean's fingers graze across his stomach. He drew in a deep breath, mentally composing himself before he turned his around and pressed his lips against Dean's.
Dean leaned into the kiss, pressing against Castiel until he was lying back against the bed. He swiped his tongue across the other boys lips, silently asking for entrance. He wasted no time in tangling their tongues together as he felt Cas' lips part for him.
Cas wrapped his arms around Dean's neck and pulled him closer towards him, moaning into the kiss. He pulled back a little and groaned as his phone rung in his bag.
Dean chuckled and tilted Cas' head back towards him. "Ignore it," he mumbled, pressing their lips back together as the ringing stopped.
They managed to kiss for another few seconds before Cas' phone rang again, causing them to break apart and roll their eyes. "D'you want me to get that for you?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow.
Castiel smiled and nodded his head. "If you could, thanks."
Dean sighed and pressed one last kiss to Cas' lips before standing up from the bed and walking towards his bag. He unzipped it and fished around inside of it for a few seconds before bringing out his phone and handing it to him, watching as he quickly flipped it open and held it to his ear. Dean raised an eyebrow as he glanced down at Castiel's bag, noticing something that caught his eye. He looked up and upon noticing that Cas had his back to him, reached down and pulled out a brown paper bag.
"Alright, bye…" Castiel mumbled as he hung up the phone, reaching over and placing it on the desk next to Dean's bed.
"Hey Cas?" Dean mumbled, shifting about from one foot to another.
"Hm?" Cas hummed, leaning back against Dean's bed and closing his eyes with a heavy sigh.
"Why do you have these in your bag?" Dean asked, holding up a freshly packaged box of condoms.
Cas jumped up and turned bright red. "Oh my god," he groaned, burying his head in his hands. "It's not what you think… Honest! My brother… Gabe," he sighed.
Dean held up a hand, but couldn't help the smirk that came across his face. "Say no more," he shrugged, dropping the box back into Cas' bag and crawling back over towards the bed, tugging Castiel back down next to him.
"Who was that on the phone?" Dean asked.
"Gabe… He wanted to make sure I'd gotten here alright, and that everything was going okay," Castiel muttered. He reached over and switched his phone off, letting it drop back against the desk. "No more interruptions."
Dean nodded. "No more interruptions," he grinned, pressing kisses across Cas' jaw, grinning as he made his way down along his neck, sucking lightly in some places and leaving a trail of dark hickeys in its place.
He pulled back and admired his handiwork. "Wanna watch a movie?" he asked, knowing fully well that they probably wouldn't even acknowledge the movie's existence.
Castiel ran his fingers over the hickeys on his neck and nodded. "Sure!"
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