Chapter Twenty Eight

"This Sucks!"

"Come on Dean, you need to pick up extra credit after being kicked off the swim team, you want to get into college right?"

Dean shrugged lazily and pouted, he wasn't really sure what he wanted anymore.

Castiel had insisted on helping Dean Study every night of the week, especially now that Principal Henricksen had assigned Dean to a new class to gain the extra credit he needed and it just so happened the new class was 'Algebra'.

"But I hate algebra…I don't understand ANY of it"

Cas sighed and shook his head in frustration.

"That's why I'm here…but you're not making it easy…maybe if you actually paid attention to what I'm saying…"

"Pft…and what do I get in return huh?" Dean huffed in response.

"The extra credit you need for college…isn't that enough?"

Dean rolled his eyes like a naughty school boy and kicked his legs back and forth under the table, hitting the chair opposite with force each time.

"DEAN STOP" Cas yelled in frustration and pinched the bridge of his nose, squeezing his eyes shut.

He looked at Cas completely un-phased by his yelling and stopped kicking his legs.

"Fine…I'll stop…what do I get if I'm a good boy?" Dean smirked and leant forward, rubbing a hand across Cas' thigh seductively.

"Dean this really isn't the time…come on, concentrate" Cas demanded, trying to keep a serious expression, as he felt Dean's hand rise further up his leg.

"How can I concentrate when my teacher is this damn hot…?" Dean drawled out, a seductive grin now spreading across his face.

He pushed his hand higher up Cas' thigh, teasingly running his fingers along the inside of his leg and watched as Cas fought to stay focused, his eyes now rolling back in his head.

"Dean…not now…you really would do anything to get out of studying, wont you?" Cas said with a shaky breath, as he felt Dean's hand cup his now growing erection through his sweat pants and he jumped slightly at the contact.

"Yep most definitely and at least this way we both come out of it satisfied" Dean smirked, pushing his palm harder against Cas' crotch.

Cas moaned loudly, but forced his eyes open trying to regain some sort of dignity and focus. He snapped back to attention and it took all his willpower to slap Dean's hand away, which resulted in a pouty looking Dean and a now incredibly frustrated Castiel…he would deal with Dean later.

"No…we need to get through this, so pay attention"

"Yes sir…will I get a spanking for being a naughty boy?" Dean smirked again, comically wiggling his eyebrows and Cas couldn't help but laugh.

"See me after class, Winchester"

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"You know if college doesn't work out boy, you could always come and work for me in the garage."

"Thanks Uncle Bobby, it's definitely something to consider…especially since I'm probably gonna flunk algebra…even with Castiel's help."

Uncle Bobby always visited the Winchesters on a Thursday evening, he wasn't actually their Uncle but he was definitely family to them. Bobby and John ran the local car garage, after going into business together a few years back and they have known each other all their lives.

"You will get there Dean…" John encouraged, patting his son on the arm before getting up to go and help Mary prepare dinner.

Bobby, Dean, Sam and Cas sat around the dining room table discussing possible options, Dean wanted to go to college but he was happy to know if all else failed, the family business was an option.

"Please go to college Dean…"

"Why are you so desperate for me to go off to college Sammy? You're the smart kid of the family…"

"…Because I really couldn't put up with more sleepless nights for the next few years. You and Cas aren't exactly quiet, the walls are way too thin and I'll be damaged for life if I have to listen to much more" Sam whined.

Bobby almost choked on his water; both Cas and Dean's eyes widened and Dean kicked Sam hard under the table, glaring at him.

"OW!" Sam complained, grabbing his calf in pain and sending Dean his best possible bitch face in return.

"I'm gonna see if they need any help in the kitchen" Bobby said, clearing his throat and getting up from the table. He knew about Cas and Dean and was very accepting about the relationship, but he really didn't need to hear about the details.

"SAM…what the hell are you playing at? Know when to shut up" Dean snarled.

Cas sat at the table feeling embarrassed at Sam's admission, especially in front of Bobby and could feel his face flushing.

"Fine…but at least promise to keep it down in future…then I won't have to complain about it."

Dean rolled his eyes and nodded, looking over to a very embarrassed Cas and a small smile crept over his face in amusement.

"It's not funny Dean…" Cas said, watching Dean's smile appear.

"It's a little funny"

"No it's not" Sam and Cas spoke at the same time, which made Dean, hold his hands up in surrender.

"Jeeez OK…not funny."

Dean chuckled to himself, earning another glare from his brother and his boyfriend.

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"Dean Maybe we shouldn't…Sam said…"

"I heard what Sam said…I don't really care. The kid will learn…he can put on some music or cover his ears or something."

Dean smirked, continuing to kiss and nip at Cas' bare neck.

"Dean…you remember what tomorrow is right?"

"You really do pick the most inconvenient times to talk…" Dean huffed in frustration.

He continued to shower Cas with kisses on his neck, ignoring his last comment.

"It's going to be all over the school, will you be alright?" Cas asked, concern in his voice.

"I'll be alright if you shut the hell up…all I wanna hear out of your hot little mouth right now is either dirty talk or moaning my name." Dean snapped, he went to kiss Cas but was stopped by Castiel's hand covering his mouth.

"Dean…stop avoiding the topic, speak to me."

He sighed heavily and pulled himself off Cas, rolling to lay by his side.

"I'll be fine…I just won't go near the gym tomorrow…I'll avoid at all costs"

"But it's the final swim tournament for the senior year…it will be everywhere, banners, flyers…everyone will be talking about it"

"Jeeez Cas a little bit of tact? I'm well aware thank you. Look…I will be fine, sure it will suck 'cause I should be there but hey…nothing I can do about it now."

Cas looked over to Dean sadly, he knew Dean would feel it tomorrow and he knew just how much it would have meant to Dean to be in the final showdown for the swim team.

He looked at Cas' sad gaze and rolled his eyes, pulling his boyfriend close.

"Honest…I'll be fine, quit worrying about me." Dean re-assured.

Dean leant over, placing a soft kiss on Cas' lips and pulled him closer.

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Dean had avoided the hype all day…problem was he had avoided Cas too and he had no idea where Dean was when the end of the day rolled around.

"Sam...Hey, have you seen Dean?" Cas asked the younger Winchester, who was now approaching the lockers.

"Nope…I thought you guys were staying behind for a while in the library for a mini study session?"

"We're supposed to…but I can't find him anywhere."

"Maybe he got held up or something. I gotta run Cas…I'm going to Jess' house, her mom is picking us up straight from school." Sam shrugged and headed out of the school exit.

"Yeah sure…have fun, later." Cas said, with a dismissive wave of his hand and his eyes frantically darting around the corridor looking for Dean.

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Dean sat amongst the crowd in the stands, he swore to Cas and to himself that he would avoid the swim tournament, but part of him still wanted to be there…even if it was just to watch.

He watched on from the stands, as his former team mates won the tournament and celebrated below. A crushing feeling landed on Dean's heart and he couldn't help feeling slightly depressed at the thought he should be down there with them.

Dean remained seated as the crowd let out, until the swimming area was finally empty and he sat looking longingly down onto the pool below.

"Thought I might find you here…just hoped I was wrong"

Castiel sat beside Dean and followed his gaze, looking down onto the pool.

"Thought it might help…coming here today, being here to see the team make school history…turns out I feel worse than ever"

"I told you not to come Dean…you shouldn't be here"

Dean sighed heavily and glanced towards Cas.

"Yeah well…"

Cas looked over to Dean, a frown appearing on his face.

"Come on Dean…we should go"

Huffing out a humourless laugh, Dean stood up and threw his hands in the air.

"I should have been there today…in that pool, swimming alongside the team…I DESERVED to be in this tournament and to have it all taken away, so close…"

"I knew you weren't ok with it..." Cas sighed sadly, shaking his head.

"Of course I'm not OK with it…what the hell did you expect? That moment today…that celebration…it was supposed to be MINE…4 years in the god damn making, working towards that moment and now…"

Castiel stood up to Dean's level and frowned angrily.

"Don't snipe at me Dean…I'm trying to be supportive here…"

"Well maybe I don't need support…Just leave me alone, I don't wanna do this right now…" Dean snapped, turning his back on Cas.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Please Cas…just go away…"

Cas grabbed Dean by the arm, forcing him to turn around.

"No…come on, what's on your mind Dean…what is it that you can't do right now?"

"THIS…alright, I don't wanna get into another argument…the way I feel today, the way I feel right now…I resent you."

Cas stared back in shock, hurt flooding over his face.

"What?" he asked quietly

"THIS…YOU…I resent it, all of it. Today…seeing them win without me, makes me realise just how much I've lost this year…and you should feel the same – you have lost a hell of a lot more than me. Don't you ever just think to yourself that life would have been easier if we had just not done this…"

A silent tear rolled down Cas' cheek.

"No…not for a second. But if that's how you feel…then what are we doing here Dean?"

"I love you…I don't want to resent you…I don't…believe me! But sometimes…I think life would have been easier if I didn't love you so god damn much."

"Well…let me make it easier for you Dean. Goodbye"

Cas turned and ran out of the gym.