Supernatural High - Chapter 21
Sorry for such a long wait, but I spent a lot of time on this chapter! I hope you like it!
I don't own Supernatural.
PS there will be more disclaimers at the end.
Chapter 21
Cas gave Dean's fingers a squeeze. The blond-haired human glanced at him quickly before looking back to the road. He drove one-handed, holding Cas's hand with his other. The young angel was nervous; he'd never been to any social gathering before let alone a dance. He had to admit that he was glad to be going though, especially with Dean. He couldn't have asked for a better date.
He looked over at the Winchester, his heart swelling. Dean was so handsome in his suit. Even though Cas had been told that Homecoming wasn't a black-tie event, Dean still wore one. He looked like a FBI agent, or like a blond James Bond. Cas had never seen him look so formal – so professional – before and he liked it. He liked it more than he would ever admit to Dean, mostly because he knew Dean hated having to dress up. He hated having to wear stiff, uncomfortable suits. Cas knew that he missed his warm flannel and his comfy leather jacket and blue jeans. He knew that he'd rather be wearing the "Winchester style" as Cas had once heard him call it. The angel was grateful that Dean even bothered to dress up at all. Cas wore the same – Gabriel had helped pick it out, and had tied his tie for him. Cas was completely helpless when faced with the silky fabric. He just stood there for nearly forty-five minutes trying to figure out how to work it. Gabriel eventually had to do it for him, fearing that he'd be late picking up Sam if Cas took any longer.
His older brother had been jittery all day and it got worse as the dance loomed closer. He seemed actually nervous – happy and excited, but nervous. It was a bizarre emotion to see Gabriel experience. Cas had never known him to be uneasy or even slightly scared of anything – he was an archangel, he didn't have a reason to be. And yet, Cas found it a bit humorous that Sam Winchester made Gabriel become undone in every sense of the word. Of course, when Sam was nearby, Gabriel acted like he was on top of the world – proud, confident, teasing – but Cas knew that the human made him nervous. And that was because Gabriel actually cared what Sam Winchester thought of him. Gabriel never cared what anyone thought of him – at least it seemed that way. But he most definitely cared about Sam's opinion. And Sam adored him; his soul had never shone brighter.
"You okay, Cas?" Dean asked, shooting another glance at his angel.
He nodded. "I'm fine."
Dean put on his turn signal as they approached the school. "Just relax. I'm here with ya, and I ain't gonna leave your side all night. You'll be fine."
Cas nodded and gave Dean's hand another squeeze. He was so grateful for him.
As they pulled into the school's parking lot, Cas smoothed out his suit jacket. Dean pulled over to a secluded corner of the parking lot. The spot he selected was located under the shade of a few trees which made hiding the large, jet-black Impala much easier. Cas just hoped Dean remembered where he parked. Two leaves fell from the branches overhead and cascaded downward until they collided with the Impala's roof. Cas watched them with curious eyes. Nature always managed to astound him.
Dean shut off the engine and removed the keys from the ignition. He then looked at Cas expectantly. When the angel did nothing, Dean sighed. Cas was just sitting there like a deer in headlights. He didn't know what to do – that was Dean's job. Dean always knew what to do.
"Cas?" Dean asked, leaning across the armrest.
When the angel turned to face him, Dean gently pressed his lips to Cas's. Cas melted almost immediately; he couldn't take it. The feeling of Dean's lips on his was just too good. He kissed him back, curling his fingers through his human's hair. Dean shifted closer, resting his hand on each side of Cas's face. Letting out a breathy sigh, Cas's head rolled back as Dean's hands slid down his neck to his chest. They continued downward while Dean's lips moved to kiss along Cas's jawline. The angel pulled Dean closer, making soft sounds of pleasure.
Dean let out a soft groan as Cas pulled on his blond locks. "God, Cas . . ." he breathed.
Cas abruptly pulled away, pushing Dean off him. He glowered at the human, folding his arms across his chest. Why did Dean have to say that? Why did he have to ruin it when it was going so well?
"Cas?" Dean asked, clearly dumbfounded and bewildered. "What is it? Did I do something wrong?"
"Don't ever say my Father's name again!" Cas hissed at him. "Especially . . . not during . . . that."
Cas could almost hear the click in Dean's head as he put two and two together. "Oh . . ." The revelation came too late of course, and Dean shook his head. "Shit, I'm sorry Cas. I didn't mean it like that! I was just – it slipped out. It's not like I said another guy's name."
"You said my Father's name," Cas protested.
Dean took his hand in his. "Cas, you know it's just an expression. It's kind of like saying . . . 'God, this is so good' or 'God he's so handsome' or 'God I love him'."
Cas looked over at Dean briefly before looking away.
"Cas," Dean continued. "You know I love you and only you. There is no one else – no one could ever compare to you. Ever."
The angel's face softened significantly, and then he nodded. "Okay . Perhaps we should go inside now?"
Dean sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Sure, Cas. Whatever you want."
As they headed into the gym, Cas saw Michael and Lucifer standing in a corner. At first, he stiffened, bracing himself for a fight. However it soon became clear that Michael was very distracted. If Cas didn't know any better, he'd go as far as to say that he thought Michael looked distressed. Cas briefly wondered why - Michael was a powerful archangel. What did he have to be worried about?
"Cassie!"
The angel turned to see his older brother and another member of his garrison come striding toward him. Dean shifted nervously at his side. "You know this guy?" he asked under his breath.
"Chill, Dean-o," Balthazar said as he approached. He smiled at the human despite Dean's cold manner. "I'm Balthazar, Castiel's older brother." He held out his hand to Dean. When Dean didn't shake it, he let it fall awkwardly to his side. "Anyway, pleased to meet you, homosapien."
"Balthazar . . ." Castiel said quietly, trying to hide his own embarrassment. Dean was just staring at the other angel with a peculiar expression on his face, as if he didn't know what to make of the strange angel.
The French-sounding angel rolled his eyes. "Cassie, you sound so horrified. You act like I'm about to tell Dean about the time you nearly crushed Australia when you were a baby - and after Gabriel worked so hard on it."
Castiel blanched. "Balthazar, please. No."
Dean was smirking, though. Cas didn't dare imagine what Dean was picturing in his head.
"Anyway, I won't be here to embarrass you the whole night, Cas," Balthazar informed. "I plan to be spending a lot of time with the ladies this evening." He gave his brother and the human a knowing look. "I plan to take as many of them to bed as I possibly can."
Cas face-palmed and let out a disgruntled sigh. "Balthy . . ."
"I get it, I get it!" Balthazar said, raising his hands defensively. "I'm going! See ya around, Dean-o."
Cas couldn't even bare to look at Dean. How horrified was he? How shocked? "Dean . . . I am so sorry for my brother's behavior. I swear that most of my family isn't like that . . . Just Balthazar and Gabriel . . . And Lucifer on occasion."
"Oh, it's fine," Dean said, but Cas could hear the uncertainty in his voice. Then again, perhaps uncertainty is not a good word to describe it. It was more of . . . amused awe. "He's . . . interesting."
"Uh . . . yeah. You could, um . . . You could say that."
"I HAVE ARRIVED!"
Cas and Dean turned to see Gabriel literally slide into the gymnasium with Sam following closely behind. He had his arms spread out wide and stood in a very theatrical pose. He was smiling brightly, as was Sam. Anyone else might have been embarrassed by Gabriel's lavish display, but Sam just looked on fondly.
Gabriel straightened up after a few moments and went back to Sam's side. Castiel couldn't help but smile as Gabriel wrapped his arm around Sam's waist. The angel looked like a midget standing next to the moose of a human being, but they were both happy. Cas could feel the joy radiating off them. Sam and Gabriel's souls both shone so brightly – brighter than Cas had ever seen them. He wondered what his and Dean's looked like; he wished that they looked like theirs.
Cas and Dean moved out of the way as Gabriel sauntered forward with Sam at his side. The archangel looked expectantly at the DJ. "C'mon! Let's get this party started!" For emphasis, he casually slapped Sam's ass. Dean glowered fiercely at his younger brother's date, but Sam just smiled wider.
Some new dance song that Cas and Dean didn't recognize or enjoy blared through the speakers. Gabriel, Sam, and a few other creatures rushed out to the dance floor and began to gyrate rather awkwardly. Cas watched, his eye brows knitted in confusion, as they danced. "Dean!" he had to shout of the obnoxious music. The taller man leaned down so the angel could speak directly in his ear. "Is it customary for people to move their hips in such an embarrassing and suggestive manner?"
Dean laughed at his question. "Cas, this is mild! You don't wanna see what other 'dance' moves people can get away with!"
Too shy and too confused to dance, Cas acted as Dean's shadow. He stayed with his date the entire evening, not that he minded; Cas enjoyed being in the human's presence more than anything else in the world. Dean wasn't the dancing type anyway, so it it all worked out. Overall, Castiel was very pleased with the evening; he and Dean didn't seem to be having as much fun as Sam and Gabriel, but he was enjoying himself in his own simple way. He and Dean were different that way it seemed; content in spending time together. Cas was even surprised that Dean wasn't even that annoyed at being at the dance. He expected his date to be fidgeting or complaining about the style and volume of the music, but he wasn't. He seemed happy.
After about a half hour, the gym was packed with various monsters of all shapes, sizes, ages, and vessels. It became hard to make out Sam and Gabriel in the wild crowd on the dance floor. Sam's head could be seen every now and then in the center of the crowd, but Gabriel was completely lost.
When a bizarre-sounding techno song finally ceased, a new, softer melody reached Cas's ears. It was a slow song – the first of the evening. Cas watched as couples began to form. Arms began to wrap around bodies and people moved closer together. This dance looked easy – simplistic. The angel gently tugged on Dean's sleeve. "Dean . . . can we go dance?"
Dean looked down at him, uncertain for a moment. He took a second to listen to the song and determine what it was. When he realized, he shrugged and smiled softly. "Sure, I mean it's Elvis after all. I can dig Elvis."
They stepped out onto the dance floor just as Elvis's voice sounded in the gymnasium.
"Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you."
Cas wrapped his arms around Dean's neck since he was the shorter of the two. He shivered slightly as Dean's snaked around his waist. The human smirked as he pulled Cas closer so their bodies touched. The angel's heart was hammering in his chest. It marveled him how Dean could make him feel such emotions.
"Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you?"
Dean pressed his lips to the angel's forehead. "I love you, Castiel," he whispered.
Cas felt his eyes grow moist. At first, he didn't understand why; tears were meant for sadness and pain. Why was he crying now? He sniffled, a single man tear sliding down his cheek. "I love you too, Dean," he answered with a whimper. "But . . . I appear to be crying."
"Like a river flows
Surely to the sea,
Darling so it goes,
Some things are meant to be."
"I can fix that," Dean whispered, kissing away the tear on his lover's cheek.
Cas held him tighter; he didn't ever want to let him go. Now he knew why he and his brothers had gone to Supernatural High; now he knew why that was a part of the plan. Their Father had wanted to teach them love – all of them. He wanted to show them happiness. He wanted them to experience human emotion and begin to understand the complexities of it. He wanted his children to see and come to love his greatest creation first-hand. And Cas had to say it: his Father had outdone himself when he made Dean Winchester.
"Take my hand.
Take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you."
Dean's arms tightened around his angel. "You mean the world to me, Cas. I don't know how I ever survived without you. I couldn't do it again."
"Like a river flows,
Surely to the sea
Darling so it goes,
Some things are meant to be."
"I won't leave," Cas promised. "I'll never leave. I'll always be your angel, and I'll always watch over you."
"Take my hand.
Take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you."
Cas glanced up to see Dean's eyes glistening with tears. He smiled, his white teeth glinting in the dim light of the gym. He looked so happy – happier than Cas had ever seen him. "I'll hold you to that, Cas."
"For I can't help falling in love with you."
Dean's lips were suddenly on his. There was a passion and hunger in them that struck Cas breathless. His hands knotted in Dean's hair. Cas's lips moved against his human's softly, but with more love than he'd ever felt.
Someone near them – most likely Balthazar – wolf-whistled.
Cas didn't care; he just held Dean closer, dreading the moment he had to let go.
"For I can't help falling in love with you."
A/N: Okay, a few more disclaimers: I do not own that song, nor do I own Twist and Shout. I just kind of felt like "Can't Help Falling in Love" was the universal theme song for Destiel. But yeah, I just wanted to say that so no one got upset.