A/N: Hey guys! This chapter has a sad moment, but nothing to heart-wrenching. Btw, since I keep forgetting, Sam is in eighth grade. This chapter is dedicated to dukethedog, thezebraisdancing, and superchiwo. Wow, we're already in double-digits for chapters! I love you guys so much! Remember, reviews are greatly appreciated. :D Anyways, G-bye and have a good one. :)
That day went by just like the others; spending most of the day thinking about Cas. When the bell rang, telling us it's the end of the day, I walked to Cas's locker. "Can I walk you home?" I asked as confident as possible, but I still managed to sound pathetic. He smiled. "I thought you'd never ask." I returned the smile and we walked out.
When we were walking to Cas's house, somewhere along the way we started holding hands. It felt so natural. I wasn't the least bit surprised I didn't notice, considering that Cas was all I seemed to think about anymore. I always wondered if Cas thought about me as much as I did of him. The majority of the walk was silent. Not an awkward silence; a comfortable silence. We stopped when we reached his porch. He turned towards me and took both of my hands. I put my forehead against his and we stood there for awhile. I always felt perfect when I was with him; like nothing could destroy my happiness as long as I'm with him. After we stood there for a while, Cas's brother interrupted us when he walked on the porch. He covered his eyes dramatically and screamed, "Oh, my eyes!" My face got hot. "You know, we could start making out." I growled. Cas awkwardly said, "Uh.. Dean.. This is.. My brother Gabriel. Gabriel, this is Dean. My boyfriend." He blushed. Gabriel looked at me and gave me an incredibly cheesy smile. "Nice to meet you, Dean. Now, if you don't mind, I'd rather not go blind." As he was about to walk inside, Cas grabbed a pillow from the bench next to us and thew it at him. He dodged the pillow and ran inside. "Sorry about him." He said. I smiled. "It's cool. I do it to Sammy all the time, so now I got a taste of my own medicine." I leaned in and kissed him. After a while, he pulled away; putting his forehead against mine. "Where are you taking me on our a date?" I grinned. "Well, now that I know it's a date; It's a surprise." He walked and sat on the bench; arms crossed and pouting like a child. "You are so unfair." I smiled wider and went sit on the bench next to him. He put his legs across my lap and I grabbed his hand. He leaned against my chest and we sat there; silent. We seemed to do that a lot.
Later, after I went home, I was about to go upstairs when my dad stopped me. "Where were you?" He asked; voice rough. I looked in his eyes. "With Castiel." If my dad couldn't stand the fact that I had a boyfriend; so be it. I loved Cas, and I wouldn't let my dad get rid of him. His face softened. "Your boyfriend?" He asked. "Yes." I responded; courage not wavering for a second. He asked, "You really like him, don't you?" I was confused. Why would he care? Not so long ago, he despised the idea of you being gay. Now he seems interested. "Why do you care?" I asked, making sure I didn't sound rude. My dad inhaled deeply. "You weren't exactly the social type; that was obvious. I was worried about you. I thought bad things were happening to you. Now I know that you have Cas, and I know he makes you happy; which makes me happy." I hugged him, fighting back tears. "I didn't know you cared." I said, muffled by his shoulders. He pulled away and looked in my eyes. I could've sworn I saw tears in his eyes. "Why would you think that?" I blinked and felt a tear roll down my face. "Dean, I would never stop caring about you; I never did. Don't think for a second that I didn't care." I whispered, "I'm sorry." He pulled back into a hug. "Don't apologize." He said.