Author Note:

Well, this is when Krysta finds out Castiel smokes. Brief mention of One-shot#6- Misunderstanding. And it deals with almost the same concept at the beginning.

-CWA

One-Shot#6- Finding out:

Krysta's P.O.V:

I was at the high school, sulking. I mean, I was thrilled to be dating Castiel, really. He was my man. He was mine. So, after our misunderstanding and he wasn't cheating on me; I was worried when he would suddenly just….leave…

We would be talking and all of a sudden, he would look fidgety and he would leave. He wouldn't come back for at least 30 minutes. He was keeping something from me, and I was hurt. I thought we were in a relationship, which means that we should be able to trust each other.

Castiel appeared next to me near the gym. He smirked.

"Skipping class?"

I looked away, but nodded. Castiel's smirk was gone.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

I didn't answer him. He growled and grabbed my arm.

"Kris, answer me! What's wrong?"

I glared at him and swatted his hand off my arm. "What's wrong…you're hiding something from me Castiel. I know you aren't cheating, after what happened before, but now I'm not so sure now…"
He glared, "What makes you think I'm hiding something…"

"You disappear when we're talking and don't come back for at least 30 minutes…"

He fidgeted, and then he smirked. "It's nice to see that you're worried."

I glared, "It's not funny. I really am worried."

He put his arms around me and kissed me gently, "You don't have to worry…trust me…"

I shoved him off, "How can I trust you when you won't tell me why you do that?"
He glared, "Fine! If that's the way you want it- see you later!"
He stormed off.
I was still a bit hurt. I sat in the courtyard, a bit saddened. This was our second big fight. I didn't like it. It didn't help that they were both over the same things either. The bell for the end of school rang and I watched as everyone left.

I didn't see Castiel, but I saw Lysander. He came over to me.

"Krysta, what's wrong?"

I sighed loudly, "Castiel…"

Lys titled his head slightly, a sign that I should explain, so I did. I explained how worried I was, why I was worried, what he did, and about the fight that happened a bit ago. Lys looked shocked. He moved his hand.

"You didn't know…."

I looked at him, he knew what was happening?!

"Didn't know what?"
"It's not my place to say…"

I glared at him and stood up. I got into his face. "Lys… tell me…now…"

I growled. He glared at me, but I don't care. He may like subtle girls and not-so-noisy women, but I wasn't being nosy. I backed down.

"I'm not being nosy, Lys. I'm worried. Please, tell me, not as a nosy girl, but as a worried girlfriend who is scared about her boyfriend, your best friend…"

I gave him the puppy eyes and he gave in.

"Castiel smokes…"

I blinked. I wasn't excepting that. That means that the reason Cassie-boy was so fidgety was because he needed to smoke, the reason he disappeared and didn't come back for a while was because he was smoking a cigar.

"Why didn't he tell me?"

Lys looked at me sorrowfully, "He didn't wish to worry about you, he said that when I asked him that same thing. He didn't want you to know because he was terrified that if you found out, you wouldn't want to be his girlfriend."
I sighed, "Idiot..."

Lys blinked in shock. I laughed, "Not you… Castiel's an idiot…I would never break up with him because he smokes….and I'm gonna go let him know that…He's in the usual place?"
Lys nodded with a slight smile and I smiled back. "Good."

I made my way up the steps to the roof of the school. Castiel was up there. I saw him when I got up there too. He was leaning over the edge slightly and he was smoking heavily. He looked stressed out.

"Stupid Kris… doesn't know that I didn't tell her because I care about her… stupid, stupid, stupid…"

He took another smoke. He didn't know I was there. But I was a bit shocked. So, he didn't tell me because he cared about me; that's sweet. I smirked. I came up behind him, while he was smoking. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him from behind while I kissed his cheek.

Castiel dropped his cigar in shock.

"Krysta…"

I smirked, "Castiel..."

I let him go. He looked at the cigars that were burned out that laid on the ground. Then, he looked at me a bit worriedly. He really was worried that I wouldn't date him anymore because he smoked.

I hugged him tightly and kissed him gently on the lips.

"Don't worry Castiel. I don't care…"

…but apparently, Castiel did. A few days after I found out he smoked, he vowed to quit. For me. That is very sweet. He was now on the patch, but today was the day that he was on the bridge of giving up and going back to smoking.

Castiel pouted and I shook my head. "No."

Castiel looked at me with puppy eyes and a larger pout. I stood firm. I wasn't going to give in that super cute face of his. Gah! No, no, no… don't give in…

"No Castiel. You're not getting your cigarettes back. You swore to quit and now I'm helping you stick to that. Got it?"

Castiel kept looking at her with big eyes. I held up the old box of cigarettes out of his reach. All the cigar boxes I found in his house, I took and hid them so he wasn't tempted to give in.

"That's not goin' work, Cherry Top."

He scowled, "No fun..."

I smiled, "You didn't seem to think that last night…"
His face went red and I laughed.