084: Make-Up
Word Count: 179
There was a knock on his bedroom door causing Castiel to look up from what he was working on. "Come in!" He called, closing his book. The door opened and Anne was standing there, face staring at him unamused. "What is it?"
"You have a visitor." She said, moving out of the way for Gabriel to come into the room.
Castiel frowned, turning back to his desk and opening his book once more. "What do you want?"
The well-dressed boy shuffled around the room before finding a seat on the bed. Sighing, Castiel turned to look at him in his chair, still wanting an answer and not really his back to him. "Cas, I came to see if we can-."
"No, get out." The fifteen-year-old said as he turned away.
"Please?"
"No!"
Eyes narrowed as Gabriel looked at him. "I came here to apologize but I guess that isn't going to be." Castiel felt guilty as Gabriel stormed out of the room and down the hall. He would've gone after him but he wasn't ready to, not just yet.
