Heya thanks for the reviews :D
this contiues straight after cas and deans 'almost' kiss :)
Hope you all enjoy the chapter xx
I would love to take the credit for this update but it was DesSabSal who pmed me wanting an update and reminded me about the story aha .
Cas quickly made his way to the kitchen, grabbing a few pills from the side draw and taking them with two glasses of water. He stood leaning against the counter trying to make his breathing normal again.
Despite his throat saw and eyes wet from coughing, the strongest sensation were his lips, they were buzzing from Dean and his almost kiss and he kicked himself for being so excited and blissfully happy over something so small. He shouldn't feel this way he knew it; he had to keep his mind focused.
After a few minutes Balthazar wondered into the kitchen.
"Hey bro." he greeted his little brother and lent against the counter next to Cas.
"Hi Balthazar."
"How's Dean?" Balthazar asked, almost sang the question, Cas thought about it, but he knew better not to tell his brother about the moment he and Dean just shared.
"He's, confusing." Cas was looking at the ground, not wanting to look his brother in the eye.
"Oh is Cassie getting attached." He mocked, Cas' eyes shot up at that and attempted to stare his brother down.
"Don't be stupid Balthazar. It's just a bet. A bet that I am going to win."
"Really?" they shared a smirk and Cas nodded.
"Yeah, he seems to trust me now." Balthazar slung his arm around Cas' shoulders before speaking.
"And you're what? Going to tear that trust apart, break the kid's heart for $50?"
"You sound like Rachel." Cas answered brow furried, as he looked at him, there was a twinkle of amusement in his eyes, Cas rolled his and answered. "And yes. Besides it's more than just $50, it's the principle." Cas told him as he removed his brother's arm from him.
"That you can get who ever you want?"
"I suppose. Why are you saying these things, it was your idea."
"I know. I'm thinking that a battle of conscious will distract you enough for me to win." Cas' eyes turned into a glare as he looked to his brother, trying to play mind games, what an idiot; 'though isn't that what I'm doing to Dean?' Cas thought to himself. He brushed that thought off and turned his attention back to his brother.
"You're an ass."
"What? You're not going to tell me you've had a change of heart and you actually like this kid are you? Because you know you can't-"
"I know that, and no. it's just a bet." Cas interrupted his brother, getting a little annoyed and assured him that it was just about getting laid despite the horrible pang of guilt he felt as he spoke. Cas refused to acknowledge this thought, a bet was a bet and Cas was determined to win. Cas went over to the fridge leaving the older boy leaning against the counter. He opened the fridge and pulled out two cans of Pepsi max before turning them upside down.
"What are you doing?" He asked a little chuckle to his words as he watched his little brother.
"Checking. I know what your like." He said not looking up front the cans.
"I did that once." He protested, causing Cas to looking up, memories still fresh in his mind.
"I was Ten, and I hallucinated that evil pixies riding green elephants were after me. And you still haven't explained how an eleven year old got that kind of stuff." They ended up laughing at that. Though terrifying at the time, it was one of those fond memories you look back on, though not many teenagers could argue to having the same kind of memories Cas seemed to have.
"You're not going to let that go are you?" The mood suddenly became serious before Balthazar continued to talk. "Besides I don't do it anymore. I don't want you to take something you shouldn't." The brothers looked at each other, Balthazar shrugged and Cas smiled fondly at him. Cas tossed a can and caught it before turned and returned to his room and Dean. "Have fun with Dean." Balthazar shouted to Cas as he reached the stairs, Cas choose to ignore him.
When Cas re-entered his room, he found Dean sitting on his bed with his history work out. He was a little disappointed he didn't find Dean lying on the bed shirtless, pant-less, completely naked really, but there was time enough for that.
"Hey." He greeted the boy as he walked in. "What are you doing?"
"History. Thought doing something productive could be a good break from, superman." He said getting back to his work, though he knew he was doing his work to try and distract him from Cas, he was pretty sure Cas knew this too.
"Yeah." He said as he made his way across the room and sat on his desk chair.
"Aren't you going to do it?" Dean asked after a few minutes, realising Cas was just staring out the window, he didn't like the idea of being ignored, however much it puts him on edge Dean couldn't help want Cas' gaze and attention to be on him.
"I did it before you arrived." He told the boy in a matter of fact way.
"How? it's really hard." Dean demanded though he inwardly winced knowing that Cas was a freaking brain box.
"Here." Cas told Dean as he held out a piece of paper for Dean to take.
"What's this?" Dean asked though he already had a good idea of what it was and he didn't like it.
"My answers you can copy it. Get it out the way." Dean's face hardened he defiantly didn't like the idea, he would rather fail on his own than pass on someone else's work, a pang of anger coiled in Dean's stomach did Cas really think that of him?
"No thank you." He firmly told him, Cas didn't really understand Dean's hesitance, it didn't make sense to him.
"Why, you find it hard, so take this." Cas urged trying to shove the paper into Dean's grasp.
"No Cas. I'm not some charity case and I'm not a cheat." Dean almost shouted, annoyed that Cas thought he was, though aware he was merely trying to help.
"Sorry." Cas mumbled feeling like an idiot, he put his work back in his folder and stared at his hands, Dean hated seeing such a sight, it was mile away from the usual confident self assured Castiel he knew, he didn't like seeing the guy look so wounded.
"Sorry, thanks anyway. But I could do with some help on a few questions, if that's okay?" Cas looked up and saw Dean's soft green eyes and instantly relaxed and perked up.
"Sure." He smiled and moved to sit next to the boy on his bed and started to talk him through question 3.
Suddenly a screeching sound piercing the peaceful silent darkness. Dean wasn't aware when Cas and he fell asleep, even that they had but as his phone started to ring he woke up with his head resting gently on Cas' top arm with Cas' head on his, they were almost, cuddling. Almost.
"Yeah?"Dean said as he answered the phone, not checking who was calling.
"Where are you?" his mother screeched down the line sounding a little panicked, okay very panicky.
"Castiel's, I told you." Dean explained wondering why she was over reacting. "Don't worry I'll be back by half nine." Trying to calm her down a little.
"Dean, it's half eleven."
"What?" Dean shouted not believing it; he looked at the clock on Cas' wall and sighed. "Sorry we fell asleep."
"Just come home, bet you haven't had any dinner either."
"We ordered pizza, and I've done my history work. I'll be home soon, promise. Love you."
"Love you too"
"Bye." Dean hung up feeling guilty for falling asleep and being so late but he was so relaxed and Cas was surprisingly good company.
"Hey, who was that?" Cas asked, Dean jumped slightly not realising the boy was awake.
"My mum, it's half eleven."
"Fuck" Cas sighed staring at the ceiling.
"She wants home." Dean said, he didn't really want to but he knew he had too.
"Well go then."
"Fine then, dick." Dean scoffed, looking away from him, it actually hurt hearing Cas not care and he hated himself for that. Dean got up to leave when Cas sat up right.
"No wait," Cas said, Dean turned, Cas looked nervous and fidgeted slightly. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that, it's just, well, your mum, she'll be worried. I mean I don't want you to go but,"
"Are you stammering?" Dean asked smile spread across his face, he could help but think it was cute as he sat back down on the bed next to him.
"Kinda yeah." Cas chuckled out a pink tint covering his features.
"It's cute" Dean said before he could stop himself. Cas loved hearing that, he smirked and looked at Dean, lust starting to fill the younger boy.
"Cute enough to fuck?"
"Whore down Cas." Dean sighed looking away from him, not wanting to look into those eyes, just in case he was a little too tempted.
"My apologies." Cas mumbled, they sat in silence for a bit both knowing they should say goodbye but neither wanting too.
Dean shifted his position and placed his head back on Cas' shoulder with his legs bent and knees gently touching Cas'. Cas looked at Dean's new position, they were so close, they were almost intimately close, cuddling. Whores not do that, Cas started to panic and stood up getting himself out of that situation, he didn't cuddle. The smaller boy made the excuse that he needed the toilet and leave the room telling Dean he'll see him at school. Cas waited in the bathroom until he heard Dean leave and the front door close, he let out a shaky breath pissed at himself for leaving like that, pissed at himself that he actually wanted to stay in that position, to feel Dean's body against his, and not just in a more panting sweaty coming kind of way. Mostly he was mad at himself for admitting it to himself, it is just a bet, he kept telling himself over and over, doesn't mean anything.
Oooh Cas is starting to doubt himself, of course he refuses to loose the bet lol poor Dean :P
Please review xx
