I apologise for taking so long with this chapter but the truth is I just hit a wall. I couldn't find the want to write and I'm sorry for that. It took a few lovely comments from you beautiful readers to get me going again and I thank you. I love you very much. I hope you enjoy it.
I've also made sure to answer a lot of your questions in this chapter. I know it's long but just read it and have your questions answered! Thank you again. You guys mean the world 3
That evening consisted of sexual frustration on Castiel's part and Gabriel frustration on Dean's part due to the fact Gabriel had seemed to overstep the mark on his teasing of Dean by flirting with Sam. Something which was just amusing to both Sam and Cas.
They all went straight to school the next morning, simply not caring whether or not Uriel found out if Castiel snuck out, although Cas actually cared very much.
The day dragged by and the only entertainment Dean could find was during class when he would sit behind Castiel, kicking the back of his chair every now and then slouching back so far into his chair his foot could read Castiel's leg which he would proceed to run his foot up. He loved when Cas would nervously scratch the back of his head and Dean knew that at that moment he was trying to think of something other than Dean.
Dean made a mental note of things he wanted to do to Cas and he just added 'Find his hair pulling kink. He must have one' to the top. But today, Dean's goals were simply to occupy himself by making Cas feel as awkward and frustrated as possible. Sexually frustrated that is.
After Mrs Mills ended class, everyone moved to pack up and Dean took the opportunity to stand behind Castiel and bend down so he could ghost his breath over the back of his neck making him stiffen in chair.
"Dean, what are you doing?"
"Having fun." Dean's eyes darted around the classroom to check no one was looking before he barely ran his tongue along Castiel's shoulder and up his neck.
"Dean…" Castiel could hardly help the breathless way he said Dean's name. "We can't do this. Not here."
"No one's looking."
"Please. Stop."
Dean huffed and stood up properly before walking around to the side of Castiel's desk and sitting on it while Cas continued to put his books into his messenger bag. "You take ages."
"I like to avoid the after-class-crowds."
Dean shifted a little then laid back fully across Castiel's desk, he raised his arms to support his head causing his shirt to ride up which was directly in Cas' line of view.
"Do you not care where you are?"
"Not really."
"You're laying on my notes."
"Should've cleared them away sooner."
Castiel stood up and threw his bag over his shoulder. "Do you realise how annoying you are?"
"Yep." Dean sat up and scanned the room. It was empty now, everyone including the teacher grew tired of waiting for Dean and Castiel to leave. Dean took his chance to reach out and grab Castiel by his belt. He pulled him into his body by his hips and instantly pressed his lips up against his.
Castiel deepened the kiss and pushed his tongue past Dean's lips, moaning into his mouth. His hands fell to the waistband of Dean's jeans and he dipped his thumbs into them which he ran along the soft skin of his hips and stopped when they reached his back. Castiel pulled away slightly and quickly removed his hands from behind Dean to grab his notes which were on the desk by his ass.
"Hey! All that just to get your stupid notes?"
Castiel shrugged as he stepped back and stuffed the papers into his bag. "You were laying on them beforehand."
"Right, well you have to do something about my boner now. You are not fair."
"Take care of it yourself." Dean sat on the desk with his jaw dropped. He couldn't believe that not long ago, Castiel was some shy, quiet virgin who daren't even talk to Dean due to fear of embarrassing himself. And now he was being the biggest, sexiest, tease Dean could imagine.
Castiel smirked and turned around to find Jo a few meters away from him. His face dropped. "Hello, Jo."
"What is going on here then?"
"Excuse me?"
Jo sported the biggest grin as she looked between the two boys. Dean was obviously uncomfortable with a huge erection which, yes, was visible through his Jeans. "How long has this been going on?"
"How… how long have you been standing there?" Dean shifted a little on the desk, trying to adjust himself because his boner, no matter what he thought about, wouldn't go away.
"Oh, long enough, don't worry." Still grinning, Jo reached out and placed a hand on Castiel's shoulder. "So… tell me everything."
Castiel couldn't look more uncomfortable if he tried. If it was any other situation, Dean would be laughing at his expression. "There… isn't much to tell." He didn't look at Jo as he said this. He kept his wide eyes fixed on the wall opposite, his body stiff.
Dean jumped off the desk, he jeans finally feeling looser. "Jo-"
"I knew it, Dean. Oh this is so fantastic!"
"Fantastic?"
"Yes." Jo walked away from Castiel, who released a breath he'd been holding, and towards Dean. "It's about time! Oh just wait until I tell the others!"
"No!" Dean jolted towards Jo and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Erm… No we don't want people to know just yet… that's all…" Dean looked to Castiel who was frowning with worry. Definitely not telling people just yet.
"Oh, please. I'm only going to tell Ash and Pam. And maybe Adam. I wont say anything to Gabriel and definitely not to Lisa. Besides, Pam now owes Ash fifty dollars."
"How does Pam owe Ash fifty dollars?"
"Every week they make a bet that that week will be the week you two finally shack up. They're hardly going to be surprised when I tell them."
"Jo, please just-"
"I'll see you both at lunch yeah? Oh I'm so happy for you two!"
"Jo!"
"Bye Dean!"
Jo waved them both goodbye as she left the room leaving Dean sighing with his arms held helplessly at his side and Castiel looking like he'll need a paper bag to breathe into.
"Relax, Cas. It's not that bad."
"But-but-but what if everyone else finds out? What if Uriel finds out and so does Alistair and Gordon and Crowley and they beat you up too? I can't deal with them beating you up as well-"
"Hey! Hey, Cas. Relax. It's fine." Dean grabbed onto Castiel's shoulders and shook him lightly. "Shut up. It's fine. Uriel wont find out. And if those pricks, Alistair and friends, do then that's fine. They won't lay a hand on me and they certainly wont lay one on you alright?"
Castiel nodded unsurely. Dean kissed him.
Castiel's eyes flew open and he gripped Dean's shirt, fully intending to push him away, anyone could walk in just like Jo did, but instead he found himself pulling him closer. Dean gasped as Castiel unwillingly rocked their bodies together and bumped his hips against Dean's.
"Cas." Dean tried to speak in between kisses. "You have a free period now, right?"
Castiel moaned a 'Yes' into Dean's lips before tangling his fingers into his hair. Dean smiled against his mouth and pulled away, heading out to leave the room.
"Dean? Where are you going?" Castiel stood in the middle of the classroom very confused, very swept and still very horny.
"Are you coming or not?" Dean looked back over his shoulder to see Castiel frowning before running out after Dean.
Dean lead them down the empty hall until they reached the boys bathroom at the end. He practically kicked the door in before opening all the stalls to make sure they're alone. Once the coast was clear he reached out and grabbed Cas by the lapels, shoving him in the furthest vacant stall.
"Dean… this isn't a good idea. Definitely not a good idea."
"Sure it is." The way Dean's voice broke slightly gave Castiel reason to believe he was lying but the moment his hair was in Dean's hands, being sharply pulled back to expose his neck, he was far beyond caring.
A moan broke from Castiel's throat and Dean grinned. He assaulted Castiel's neck with kisses while his fingers worked on undoing his own jeans.
Castiel placed his hands on Dean's shoulders and pushed him back against the wall with a thud, knocking the air out of Dean's lungs. He didn't allow him a chance to get his breath back before dropping to his knees pulling Dean's jeans and boxers down with him. He looked up at Dean and bit his own bottom lip nervously which caused Dean to shift and his erection to twitch. Castiel smiled unsurely. While he started out acting confident; he was starting to doubt his abilities especially since he'd never done this before. He knew the mechanics of things though. He glanced at Dean's cock which was half-hard in front of him. Castiel ran the tip of his tongue, ever so gently, along the underside and to the tip. He felt a sense of achievement when Dean shivered at the contact. He could do this.
"For fuck sake, Cas, stop teasing."
"You need to learn patience, Dean." Cas pressed his lips against Dean's cock between every word.
"You bastard. You don't realise how sexy you are do you?"
Castiel smiled then took Dean into his mouth making him squirm in front of him. Castiel ran his hands his Dean's thighs and around to his ass which he dug his nails into. He continued to swallow him down, much further than his gag reflex should allow.
"Sonofabitch, Cas!" Dean's head thudded back against the bathroom wall and his hips jerked forward over and over again, each time with some force and Cas took it without complaint.
Castiel closed his eyes and if he could, he would have smiled. He loved the feeling of Dean melting in his hands. He loved the noises Dean was trying so hard to hold back. Even as Dean placed a hand on the back of his head and pushed down into his throat with a muffled cry, Castiel loved every second of it.
Dean didn't last much longer. He only just managed to warn Castiel he was about to come before his hips jerked with his orgasm. Castiel pulled back a little but still kept his mouth open so he could catch everything Dean was giving him and swallowed.
Dean stared down at him in disbelief. Although he knew it was true, he was seriously struggling to believe Castiel was a shy, virgin nerd before he got his hands on him. He reached out and pulled Cas up so he was standing. He kissed him roughly, tasting himself on his tongue before slowing down and giving Cas a much more tender, soft kiss.
They heard the bathroom door swing open and they stilled instantly, listening carefully. The person who entered hummed as they walked across the room the use the urinal. Both Dean and Castiel daren't move until Dean realised he was still naked from the waist down. He slowly bent down and grabbed his jeans by the belt to stop the clanging of metal as he yanked them up. His pants got caught in the process and he tripped, falling back against the wall with a loud 'Oof'
"Son of a bitch!" Dean's eyes flew open as the words slipped from his lips and he instantly threw his hand to his mouth to stop anything else coming out.
"Dean?" asked the person in the bathroom.
The familiar voice caused both Dean and Cas to freeze. "Gabe?" Dean frowned as he realised who it was then looked at Cas, the colour draining from his face.
"Are you alright?" Gabriel asked uncertainly. The heavy pants coming from the bathroom stall had him questioning Dean's health.
"Err… Yeah. Yeah I'm good."
"… are you sure? You sound very… out of breath."
"Yeah. Just, err… Mexican food. You know what it's like." Dean shrugged at Cas in admittance of 'What else was I meant to say'.
"Ah yeah. The food can be nasty here." They could hear Gabriel move to the sink and turn the water on. "Hey, Dean? Have you seen my brother anywhere?"
"No" answered Dean, maybe a little too quickly.
"Really? You two are attached at the hip. I wanna ask him something."
"Err… err. Sorry, haven't seen him. Maybe you should go find him." Dean relaxed a little in hope that Gabriel would leave to find his brother. Castiel didn't.
"I'll phone him. I already checked his hide-away-classroom. Wasn't there."
"Yeah. Good idea. See you later, then." Dean's eyes never left Castiel's who look horrified.
"I'll phone him from in here. I tell you, if Ms Blake catches me on my phone again, she might actually murder me. Ha, I'd like to see her try."
Both Dean and Castiel froze. They glanced down. Castiel's bag was on the floor with his phone in the front pocket where he always kept it. They looked back at each other before scrambling to reach the bag to retrieve the phone before it rung.
They didn't find it in time.
Silence fell in the bathroom except for the shrill ring of Castiel's phone. Once it stopped, Dean could practically hear the gears in Gabriel's head churning.
"Dean?"
"Yes."
"Is my brother in there with you?"
"Erm…" Dean wasn't sure if he should lie or not. The look of defeat on Castiel's face told him 'Fuck it'. "Maybe…"
"Oh my god! Castiel!?"
"Hello, Gabriel." Castiel let his chin fall to his chest as he pulled his coat over his head in shame. Gabriel couldn't see them through the stall wall but Cas could feel his horrified glare.
"What the fuck! What are you two doing!? No! Don't tell me! Get out of there!" It took Dean a few seconds to settle his jeans on his hips and do up his belt which clinked loud enough for Gabriel to hear and shout "Please tell me you weren't doing stuff!"
They opened the stall door and sheepishly walked out, embarrassment slapped across Castiel's expression while Gabriel was shouting 'No. No. No!' over and over.
"How long has this been going on?"
Castiel shrugged. "Couple of weeks."
"Weeks!?" Gabriel gawked at the two of them. "Dean? Really? My brother!?"
"Oh, Gabriel! You were the one trying to set us up at the beginning of the year" said Castiel.
"I didn't think it'd actually happen! Dean's the biggest whore I know but he's always chased women! Not men and certainly not you!"
"Hey! I am not a whore!"
"Shut up, Dean! You're fucking my brother, you're not allowed to say anything."
"Gabriel please." Castiel looked at his older brother and Gabriel looked at him.
About a minute passed before Gabriel moaned and threw his arms in the air. "Fine! Fine! But only because you're my best friend…" he pointed at Dean. "… and it's about fucking time you got laid" he pointed at Castiel.
Castiel rolled his eyes. "You wont tell Uriel will you?"
"Am I an idiot? No." With nothing else to say, Gabriel left the bathroom muttering to himself about never using the bathrooms at school again leaving Dean and Castiel utterly shellshocked.
"I thought he was going to punch me at one point." Dean laughed nervously and rested against one of the sinks.
"Me too."
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The rest of the day when by uneventfully. Now with their group of friends knowing about them, Dean and Cas were nervous about sitting with them at lunch but nothing was said to make it an awkward situation. Pam paid Ash the fifty she owed him.
Castiel walked home with Gabriel that day. They were both completely silent which wasn't very out of character for Castiel but you knew that when Gabriel was quiet, something was up. Castiel assumed he was scared about what was waiting at home for him, what with Uriel threatening to burn down all of Lawrence to find him the day before.
He was right to be scared. The moment the two of them opened the front door and entered the house, Uriel was calling them both into the living room.
Castiel entered first silently, hovering around the doorway, only stepping aside to let Gabriel in. Both brothers looked at each other and smiled weakly. They knew Uriel was angry and they would stand together to get through the next twenty minutes of anger induced lecturing.
After five minutes of nothing, Gabriel spoke first.
"Are you just going to stand here or are you actually going to have a bit of a shout and then send us to ours room?"
"Respect. Gabriel. It is neither hard to understand nor learn. If I were you, I'd show some in this house. Where were you last night?" He looked at both Gabriel and Castiel, directing the question at the two of them. He'd found out Castiel snuck out obviously. It wasn't like Castiel would have been able to get away with it anyway, he knew he'd be busted.
"Well I didn't feel like coming home at all so I went straight to the Winchester's and Cassie couldn't stand being in this house much longer after you kicked Lucifer out so he snuck out and joined me. Questions?"
Uriel took a few steps towards them and stared at them. "It would seem that that Winchester boy is poison and I was right to distrust him."
"Yes. Well. He's a friend." Castiel aimed his speech at the ground, too afraid to look Uriel in the eyes.
"What he is, is disruptive and an encouragement for sin and I do not want to hear his name in this house again." The thing that scared Castiel most about Uriel was he didn't raise his voice like he'd expected him to. He just stared them down.
Never taking his gaze away from the floor, Castiel spoke quietly. "He's my friend."
"Not anymore." Cas clenched his fists at his sides. "I thought better of you, Castiel."
With his eyes watering and his shoulders shaking, Castiel glanced a look at his brother who had an eyebrow raised and his arms crossed; his entire stance saying 'Yeah. Yeah. Are we done yet?'. Castiel moved his eyes back to the floor and said under his breath "Why are you even here?"
Uriel glared at him and tilted his head to the side. "I am here to help you and it is help that you need."
"I didn't ask for your help."
"That may be true but it is undeniable that you need it. Lucifer may be a lost cause but you and your siblings are curable-"
"Curable of what!?" Castiel looked up and for the first time stared back at Uriel. Castiel was angry and scared and shaking but he wanted to be heard. "We are good. We always have been and the only time we've fallen apart was when you arrived because you… you… you fucked everything up! I know that we're not perfect and I know that we aren't ideal but we could be worse! After Father went missing Michael and Lucifer raised us and they raised us well. We've always stuck together and we've been good but you've kicked Lucifer out of a home which you don't even belong. So why are you even here?"
Uriel stood up straight and stepped towards Castiel. "I. Am. Here. To help you."
"I don't want it. I want you to leave. I don't want you to tell my brother to leave and I don't want you to threaten us anymore. This is not your home it is ours and you have no right." The confidence in which Castiel started was depleting as his eyes wondered back to the floor. "I also want to be able to see Dean without you threatening to shackle me to the house."
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Castiel."
"Then you should kick me out too."
Gabriel perked up next to Cas as if he only just started listening. "Cassie…"
"I can help you, Castiel. And I will and once I am done you shall be saved and you shall be respectable." Uriel reached out and placed a hand ether side of Castiel's shoulders and gripped him.
"Yes. Well. While I know there is nothing about myself that needs saving, you may deem me automatically on the road to hell." Castiel inhaled deeply and Gabriel winced slightly knowing what he was about to say and only imagining what Uriel's reaction would be. "You see, uncle Uriel, with you being a man of such strong faith I would think that you wouldn't be able to save someone who in your opinion is so far beyond saving. Homosexuality is something you consider highly sinful is it not?" The whole of Castiel's body was shaking and his palms, which were still clenched at his side, were sweating immensely and while he'd like to have believed he delivered his speech confidently, his cracking voice gave him away.
Uriel stepped back away from Castiel as if he were diseased. He turned around and ran a hand down his face. "I want you to leave this house." His voice was calm and quiet.
Gabriel frowned. "You can't do tha-"
"Leave!" Uriel had spun around and raised his voice, shouting at Castiel who stood strongly with tears falling down his face. "You are much farther beyond help than I'd first believed, Castiel. Now leave this house before you poison those in it."
"Who gives you the fucking right to do that you piece of shit!" shouted Gabriel.
Castiel pushed past him and ran for the stairs. Once he got to his room he fell apart becoming a shaking mess of tears and anger. He kicked his door closed with force before throwing his hands to his face and screaming into them. He'd never been so angry in his life and there was nothing he could do but leave the house and hope for his family to protect him.
His hands fell to his sides and he stood defeated staring blankly around his room, the odd tear falling down his cheek. He knew things would be okay eventually. He knew that he could find Lucifer and live with him and once Uriel decided enough was enough Michael would demand they return and they'd be together again like always. He'd just have to survive the pain and the anger for now and it'd all be worth it.
He used the sleeve of his coat to wipe his face before reaching under his bed and retrieving a small backpack which he then haphazardly stuffed with clothing and underwear and books. Once he'd done a sweep of his room he threw the bag over his shoulder and stomped down the stairs loudly, wanting his anger to be heard.
"Cassie! Cas, don't! What are you doing? He can't actually make you leave!" Gabriel stood in front of the front door hoping to stop him from leaving.
"Please, Gabriel. I don't want to be here if he is too."
Gabriel went to speak again but the front door being opened from the other side bumped into his back and he stopped.
"Who's in the way of the doo-" Anna fell into the house once Gabriel stepped aside and she turned her attention to Castiel who'd picked up his schoolbag and was pushing past her. "Cassie? What's going on?" She looked to Cas then to Gabriel before throwing her bags down and storming into the living room to where Uriel was still stood.
Castiel could hear her screaming at Uriel as he walked down the driveway and once he got to the street he fell apart again.
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"Yes alright, I'm comin'."
Someone knocked on the door again and Bobby rolled his eyes ans he did his best to wheel himself to the door. He hadn't quite gotten used to life in a wheelchair but it was something difficult to adapt to, after all. As long as he was alive and his boys were safe and happy then so was he.
He reached up to unlock the door and wheeled himself back to allow it to swing open and when it did he saw Castiel on his front porch looking like hell.
"You look like hell, boy. What's up?"
Cas smiled weakly and wiped his face on his sleeve for the millionth time. "I'm really sorry to disturb you, Mr Singer but I'm… erm. I'm in a bit of a mess and I was wondering if it is alright if I stay here for a bit."
Bobby looked up at him. "Not if you insist on calling me 'Mr Singer'. How many more times, boy?" Castiel smiled as Bobby wheeled back more. "Come in. Dean's over at the garage but he shouldn't be long." Once the door was closed and Cas was safely inside, Bobby shouted up for Sam who came bounding down the stairs a minute later.
"What?" Once he turned the corner and came into view of Castiel his face fell. "Cas? Are you alright? What's happened?"
"I've sort of been kicked out of my home."
Concern flooded Sam's face as he looked to Bobby. "He has to stay here! He's got to!"
"I know! Calm down. He is. Now take him upstairs and show him how the shower works. The kid's been through a lot and he looks like shit and while he's gettin' cleaned up, check Dean's room for anything growin' in it, he can stay there and don't you argue-" he pointed at Cas. "If Dean was here he'd say the same. Dean'll have my old room, god know's I'm not using it anymore."
Castiel smiled and thanked him greatly before following Sam upstairs.
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"Alright everyone! The fun can start now, I'm home." Dean kicked the front door closed behind him as he walked into the kitchen and placed his things on the table. His hands were greasy with oil after working on cars all afternoon. He loved his job at the autoshop since as an underage and under qualified minor he sure had a lot of freedom and it was giving him all the experience he needed. He was good at his job and everyone recognised it so he was able to get dirty and work directly on client's cars.
Wiping his hands down the front of his jeans he called out for Bobby. "Where is everyone?"
Dean had his face in the fridge by the time Bobby wheeled himself into the kitchen. "How was work?" he asked.
"Good." Dean stood up and closed the fridge door with a mouthful of last night's pizza. "Worked on an old 1970 Lincoln. Some collector guy bought it in, I dunno, but it was making all these noises when he did but buy the time I was done with it, boy, was it-"
"Dean, shut up."
Dean frowned. "Alright, grumpy."
"Cas is here."
"Really? Where is he? I thought he knew I was working after school."
"He's upstairs. He's been kicked out. He's in a bad sh-"
Dean didn't hear the end of Bobby's sentence due to taking off halfway through it. He took the stairs two at a time while he called for Cas. He ignored Sam who was hovering about in the hallway and went straight for his bedroom.
"Cas? Hey, Cas, what happ-" Castiel was curled up on Dean's bed, atop of the covers, fast asleep.
Dean gently closed the door behind him and leant against it, watching Castiel to make sure he hadn't woken him. He looked tired. His eyelids were a little puffy where he'd obviously been crying and even in his sleep his breathing was hitched as if he was still sobbing. His hair was damp and sticking to his forehead where he'd showered earlier, it took everything in Dean not to push it out of his face and kiss him. He was wearing his own trousers - the one's he'd worn at school- but the t-shirt was Dean's. It was an old Black Sabbath one and it was one of Dean's favourites. He couldn't help but smile.
Dean moved across the room and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked down at Cas and imagined what brought him here. It obviously had something to do with Uriel. He must've kicked Cas out in the same way he'd kicked Lucifer out the day before but Dean couldn't think why. Castiel was scared of Uriel and Dean wouldn't have thought he'd flip out in the same way as his brother. Maybe Gabriel told him about him and Dean but that seemed unlikely, the Novak's were tight and Gabriel wouldn't jeopardise Cas like that.
Dean frowned as he looked down at his friend. He poked him to try and wake him but it didn't work. He poked him again. "Cas. Cas. Cas. Wake up." He placed a hand on his shoulder and gently shook him. "Cas!" Nothing. This time he gave him a shove which caused Castiel to jump awake as he rolled onto his back, his limbs flying out in shock.
"What?" He looked around, confused. "Dean? What are you doing?"
"I live here. What else?"
Castiel looked at Dean and hurriedly sat up. "Sorry. I'm sorry. Bobby said it was fine for me to-"
"Cas! It's fine. I was joking." Dean grinned at Castiel's embarrassment before crawling up the bed to sit next to him. "What happened?"
"Uriel kicked me out."
"Yes. I know that. Why? What did you do?"
"Oh. I shouted at him for a while and eventually told him I was gay at which point he shouted back and told me to leave." Castiel's face fell and he closed his eyes as if on the verge of tears again.
Dean swung an arm around his shoulders and pulled him into his body. "Hey. Man up. It's about time. I hated that guy and you're much better off here. Sucks that you have to leave everyone else though. I'm sorry."
"It's alright" Castiel mumbled into Dean's shoulder. "I'm going to try and contact Lucifer to see if I can stay with him while Uriel's still around."
"No." Dean shook Cas so he'd look up at him. "You're staying here."
"But…"
"No. You're here and you're staying here. You have no choice. Even if I have to hold you hostage. Do I have to hold you hostage?" Dean continued to watch Castiel who's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"But… I can't trouble you like tha-"
"No!" Dean stood up quickly causing Cas to fall sideways onto the mattress without Dean there to support him. "I'll do it. I'll hold you hostage. I'll call Sam and make him help- Sammy!" He called out for his brother with a grin plastered across his face. When Sam entered Dean wrapped an arm around him and pointed at Cas who now had a smile creeping across his face. "Sammy - we may have to hold Castiel hostage."
"Why?"
"Because he believes that he'll trouble us by staying." Dean looked down at his brother then they both looked towards Cas with expressions of over exaggerated disbelief.
"We'll do it, Cas. We'll hold you hostage."
"We've done it before."
"Why do you think Bobby's in a wheelchair?"
"It's so he can't leave easily."
"Hostage."
"We have separation issues" shrugged Dean.
Castiel looked at the two brothers then laughed for what felt like the first time in ages. Sam and Dean followed and all three of them laughed until their chests hurt, Dean still with his arm around Sam.
Eventually their laughter died down into little chuckles. "Come on, Cas. You have no where else to go. We want you here" said Dean who was left with a little pleading smile.
"Alright. Thank you so much."
Dean grinned then nodded before turning to Sam. "Alright, Sammy, you've done you're job now out you go." He turned his brother around and shoved him out the door.
They heard Sam call back "Use a condom!" as Dean slammed the door shut.
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The days passed by and Castiel become comfortable in the Winchester home very quickly. Dean refused to sleep in Bobby's old room, claiming it smelt of old man when really he simply wanted to share a room with Cas. They argued for a few minutes over whether or not they should share a bed as Castiel kept insisting he was happy to sleep on the floor and Dean (a) refused to allow Cas to sleep on the floor and (b) really really wanted to share a bed with him. Obviously Dean won because Cas also really really wanted to share a bed with Dean but refused to admit it.
When it came to bedtime both boys stuck to their side of the bed until they fell asleep and found each other during the night; waking up to find their limbs entangled and at least one of them with a raging erection.
Neither of them made a move to further their relationship (whatever kind of relationship it was anyway) and they avoided the discussion of what they were to each other and whether or not they were actually in a relationship. Although it was undeniable that they both wanted each other they never acted upon it which made things both difficult and awkward in the mornings when one of them would hurry down the hall towards the bathroom with their hands over their crotch trying to hide their boner and during the day when they'd catch one another staring. It took everything in their strengths not to devour the other during their peaks of sexual frustration.
They did this through decency. With Castiel living under the same roof things might get weird and inappropriate between them if they were all over each other all the time. It was odd for Dean who'd usually sleep with a girl the moment he suspected she wanted him to but he just blamed it on the fact that Cas was (a) his best friend, (b) a guy and (c) living in the same house as him. But everyone (mainly Sam, seeing as Bobby hadn't quite figured out there was something between them yet) knew it was a monument to how much he actually liked Cas.
Castiel had been staying for five days - well into their Christmas vacation- when Anna knocked on the door.
Sam answered.
"Hello. Is Castiel in? I'm his sister."
Sam smiled and stepped aside to let her in, telling her to go through and find him on the sofa reading.
"Hey, Cassie." Anna smiled in the doorway as Cas looked up at her.
He threw his book down and leapt up to hug her. "Anna! What are you doing here?"
"I'm the bearer of good news. Sit down."
"Has Uriel left?" Cas back up until the edge of the sofa hit the back of his legs. He sat down. Anna followed.
"Okay. I'm the bearer of other good news."
"He hasn't left?"
"Not yet. But listen." She placed her hands on his knees. "Michael's a douche. We all know that. And he's especially a douche because it's his fault Uriel's here in the first place."
"What? Why?" Castiel frowned and backed up a little.
"Listen. A while a go Michael told Lucifer that we were having money problems. Mom and Dad didn't have much to leave us and there was only so much he and Lucifer could save with their crappy jobs and us still at school. So Uriel's been lending us money. He's been happy to do it and the rich bastard has enough to spare so he hasn't asked of anything in return. Michael kept throwing a fit though saying how he'd have to pay him back but Uriel refused. Anyway, when Michael found college applications in your room-"
"He went through my room?"
"Oh please, you hardly hid them well and we all know you want to go anyway so shut up."
Castiel looked away embarrassed.
"Can you let me explain to you why Michael's a douche and share my good news?"
"Yes."
"Thank you. Anyway, Michael figured 'Of course Castiel wants to go to college, he's a genius' so he asked Uriel for a little bit more money - just enough to get you through college and that money he'd definitely pay back. Uriel said yes but he wants to visit first so he can see that his money is being well spent and, well, he's a religious douchebag who can't help but spread the word of God despite Michael trying and failing before him."
"Anna, can you please just get to your good news because I know how the rest of this story goes and it's not good."
"Oh my god, Cassie. I'm getting there." Anna gently hit Castiel's knee then continued. "Well after you stood up to Uriel - well done by the way- he was furious, obviously, and Michael thought that you going to college was a lost cause - there was no way Uriel would pay for it now. But, time for my good news: he is. Even though you were a dick to him and according to him you're going to hell for liking it up the butt-"
"Anna!"
"Sorry. He can't actually deny that you're a smart cookie and he still wants you to get a good education. I reckon it's because he wants you to uphold the family name but that's just me. He isn't going to tell the rest of the family you're gay, otherwise they'll lynch you for it but he is going to keep trying to make you see the light so be prepared to have him harass you again one day."
Castiel furrowed his eyebrows as he went over what Anna had just said. "So he's paying for me to go to college? Even though I shouted and cussed at him and he knows I'm gay?"
"That's the good news I came to share."
Castiel grinned and leant forward to hug his sister once again. She smiled back and hugged him too. "I think he's leaving soon. He has no reason to stay. So you can come back! We've missed you, Cassie. I know we call you everyday but it's not the same."
"I'm not coming back until he leaves."
"Hey. What's going on?" Dean entered the room, his mouth full of nachos. He stared at Anna who smiled at him. He waved back cheerfully.
"Nothing. Anna just came to tell me that Uriel's paying for me to go to college." Castiel shifted his body round to watch Dean walk further into the room and sit on the edge of the coffee table opposite the sofa Cas and Anna was sat on.
"But he hates you."
"Yeah, well, not enough apparently" said Anna. She let go of her brother and stood up. "Sorry but I only popped round to tell you. I have to go pick up my fabulous boyfriend, Ben, who you still have to meet, Cassie." She walked over to Dean before leaving to bend down and hug him. It was an awkward hug because he was sat down and eating nachos but he smiled anyway. "Thank you for looking after my brother."
"No problem. See ya round!"
Once Anna left, Dean turned to Cas and smiled. "So. College, huh?"
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