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Dean drove faster he perhaps should have and was a little too excited then the occasion deserves and the butterflies, well Dean had no excuse for them they were just, they just were. After a few minutes his this reckless driving Dean pulled up outside the familiar block of flats, quite frankly amazed and rather proud that he didn't get a ticket or you know crash at all. Dean darted towards the buzzer with so much speed he had no time to stop and push the button so literally fell onto it. No answer. Dean rang again, once again no one answered. Dean pulled out his cell phone and pushed the number for speed dial, it didn't even occur to him that it was a little strange to have that number on speed dial especially because he was still basically a stranger.

"Answer your phone damn it." Dean said as all he heard was the continuous ring instead of the voice he was hoping for. After rolling his eyes half at annoyance he still wasn't inside but mostly at his own stupidity as Dean went to the Impala and fetched a spare key that was given to him years ago but has had no use for, up to know. Dean let himself into the building and into the flat. It was empty, yes it should be at this time but not today, he should be here.

"Hello?" Dean called out as he wondered into the room, Dean walked to the couch and his eyes were instantly drawn to the figure right under his noise, actually lying on the floor. On his knees, face on the floor and ass in the air, a rather good ass Dean thought as he unintentionally had a quick glance before snapping back to reality. He was mumbling something inaudible didn't even sound English.

"Hello Dean." The voice rumbled throughout the room and took Dean by surprised especially because the boy has yet to open his eyes and acknowledge his presence. "What are you doing here?" that same gravely voice kept ringing in Dean's ears coursing vibrations to shiver down his spine and tingle in his fingers. Strange.

"Well honestly Cas I don't really know." The boy stopped what he was doing stood and turned to face him. It was only now he realised Cas was well and truly topless, bare chested showing the world his pectorals, his firm well sculpted body. Dean had to move to the kitchen area and have his back to Cas so's to stop staring at him. After a few breaths Dean calmed down a little and turned back around. "What err, what were you doing?"

"Praying."

"Praying?"

"Yes. To my father."

"Your father?"

"God."

"Huh" Dean was admittedly getting a little freaked and a lot confused so changed the subject. "What were you saying, it err didn't sound like English."

"It wasn't."

"Cas you've got to learn to elaborate."

"I was speaking Latin."

"you speak Latin."

"etiam ego operor ego sententia ut obvious ut vos ingredior in quod auditus mihi vestri quare operor vos nuto meus potestas efficio is vos turbo mihi Dean"

"Okay I get it. Show off." Dean sat on the kitchen table and gesture for Cas to join him, Cas simply stood there with slight confusion fused into his brow, he didn't seem to understand Dean's offer. "You want to sit down?" Cas nodded and did so.

"What are you doing here? School is as I believe still in session shouldn't you be there?"

"It's lunch time. Besides I kinda wanted to be here."

"Why?"

"You ask a lot of questions."

"I'm trying to understand."

"Yeah I know. I'm sorry. Truth is I don't know why. I just kinda wanted to see you."

"Thank you Dean, people seem to feel the opposite."

"Well not me." Cascrookedsmile blessed Cas' face with grace, his smile was getting for comfortable on his face, it seemed that he hadn't had much to smile about in recent years.

"Thank you." Cas looked to Dean who was goofily smiling and staring at the table, deliberately not looking at Cas. He gets a weird tingling when he dies so decides it would be best not to.

"Why, why didn't you answer the buzzer?"

"What buzzer?"

"The thing that buzzed when I wanted to get in."

"Oh I didn't know what it was, so I ignored it."

"I see." the two sat in silence both staring at the other but never at the same time. After a while Cas caught Dean's eye and spoke for the first time in what seemed like forever.

"I like your company Dean."

Dean opened his mouth to speak, but as he did his phone alarm went off.

"Great." Dean mumbled even Cas saw this was sarcastic.

"Is something wrong?"

"Yeah, hmm no I just got to go back to school."

"Why?" Cas asked and if Dean didn't know any better he could have sworn the boy sounded a little panicky as he tensed up completely.

"Lunch time is over. Gotta get back." The two boys looked at each other not really knowing how to say good bye and desperately not wanting too. Dean couldn't think of what to say that didn't sound really, really dumb. "Can I come back tomorrow?" at this Cas' face was blessed once again with a beautiful gracful smile and his body seemed to relax into the chair and he almost looked like a normal person sitting on a chair and not a stiff, nervous, shy, socially backward teenager that knew nothing of the real world.

"Yes of course, I would like that." After exchanging awkward smiles and nods Dean rushed out the door and back to school. On the way back Dean came to the conclusion that Cas must be sexualy frustrated which explained the tenseness. Although most probably true, what teenage boy isn't, this thought was something Dean was not going to share with Jimmy that would be really weird and besides he might come to the wrong conclusion. As to why this thought popped into Dean's head in the first place remained a mystery and why this thought putan odd smile on his face all the way back was also a mystery one Dean was not going to question.

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