Thia is an idea that's been in my head a while tried to push it away but it wasn't having it. Honestly though I've written quite a bit of this while I was WiFiless on holiday and I have no idea where I'm going with it so I may not get around to finishing it. The first few chapters are badly written even for my standards I wrote them while I was sleep deprived on the plane but I can't be bothered to change them because then I'll want to change even more and even more and I'll just end up getting frustrated, so i'm not even going to try. Sam and Cas seem quite immature in the beginning but all the characters become more mature and in character as the story progresses, like I said I was sleep deprived.
Sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes I've been over the first bit several times and I still keep finding mistakes. Sorry about that.
Dean Winchester stirred and blinked open his eyes to see his little brother, Castiel, staring at him, only inches from his face.
"Good morning, Dean" Cas smiled up at him.
"M'ning" Dean mumbles back while wiping the sleep from his eyes.
When Dean finally finds the motivation to get up, he heads down stairs with only a "So, breakfast...",Cas following closely behind.
The youngest brother, Sam, is already sat at the counter eating oatmeal like he actually likes the stuff, which, well he does. Dean on the other hand, ruffles Sam's hair, ignoring the bitch face sent his way, and heads over to the cupboard to pull out a frying pan intending on having a good ol' bacon sandwich for breakfast.
He glances at Cas who's leaning on the opposite side of the oven.
"What's it gonna be, Cas? You on my side or his today?" Nodding his head in Sam's direction.
A guilty look crosses Cas' face and he chews on his lip before mumbling "I don't like oatmeal"
Dean can't help but smile at Cas' nervous behaviour, as if his choice of breakfast might upset him some how; the kid's loyal to a fault. "Yeah, I know. Are you rice crispies or bacon?"
Cas still looks hesitant "Lucky charms?" Dean raises an eyebrow at that. "If that's what you want. You decided to switch it up today or somethin'?"
"Yes" is all the response Cas gives, his eyes still guiltily flicking between Dean's and the floor.
"Alright kiddo" Dean ruffles Cas' hair in a similar fashion to Sam's and offers an affectionate smile.
"You never make me breakfast" Sam chimes in, a petulant pout on his lips.
"Well that's 'cause you get up at an ungodly hour, nerd." Dean teases.
"I don't get up that early! Besides I've only been up for half an hour today." Sam argues.
"Alright fine, I'll make you breakfast tomorrow as long as you wait 'til I get up like Cas does, happy?" Dean knows Sam's only messing with him but he suddenly feels kind of guilty and wants to make up for it. Although at ages 12 and 14 they are more than capable of making breakfast themselves.
"Fine" Sam grins at him.
Cas who quietly watched the whole exchange, speaks up. "Dean, may I borrow one of your t-shirts today?"
Dean turns his attention to Cas and smirks "Why? Are yours too dorky?" The teasing stops short when he sees Cas' shoulders slump and his head hang low. "Hey" Dean says softly, placing a hand on Cas' shoulder "if anyone's giving you a hard time at school, you know you can tell me right?" Cas nods still not lifting his head.
"I know, I just...um..I want to wear something 'cool'" Castiel replies somewhat unconvincingly.
Dean decides to go with it "Alright, well you've certainly come to the right person. I'll even let you wear my AC/DC shirt, that should be a hit with the ladies."
They continue to discuss wardrobe choices and school over the rest of breakfast.
The Impala pulls up in front of Truman high school, catching the attention of several students in the general vicinity. One of those students being Lisa Braden and her group of friends. Lisa is a friend of Dean's but Castiel has never quite taken to her, which is odd because she is a lovely girl and has never treated Cas with anything but kindness.
Lisa strides over to the car along with one of her friends. "Hey Dean" she says once she reaches him.
Dean's eyes trail up Lisa's legs that are exposed from beneath her skirt. Which is slightly shorter than the uniform regulations minimum length states. He only glances at her friend shortly before flashing Lisa a mega watt smile. "Hey Lis".
Lisa flushes under the attention. "I was wondering if you'd like to come over mine tonight, to study for that science test. You've grasped physics much better than I have" she smiles up at him shyly.
"I'd love to…" Dean's demeaner deflates slightly "...but I promised Sam and Cas I'd go see a movie with them" Dean's gaze flicks over to Cas then Sam before settling back on Lisa.
"Oh" Lisa breathes. Cas suddenly feels guilty looking at the crest fallen expression upon Lisa's face.
"Dean" Cas interrupts "we can see the movie another time"
Dean looks conflicted "Nah I can't bail on you guys. It's not fair on you."
"It's quite alright, we can always go see it without you…" Sam looks ready to argue but a pointed look from Cas keeps him quiet.
Dean bites the bottom of his lip "...you sure?" His voice is tinged with guilt.
"Yes Dean..." Cas glances at Sam "We're sure".
"Ok then" Dean reverts his attention back to Lisa "I guess I can" He quirks a half smile which she returns.
Cas just walks out of the door of his last lesson of the day to find Dean waiting for him.
"Hey" Dean slings an arm over Cas' shoulders.
"Hello Dean" Cas rumbles, his voice deepened by exhaustion. Maths is hard, especially when your teacher is setting you higher level complications to the rest of the class, to test if you should be moved up to a sophomore math class.
"So, you gonna be in my maths class or what?" Dean inquires.
"Miss Wellham is going to look over my work tonight and for the next three lessons, if I continue to do well then she will have me moved up"
"That's great! I bet you did fantastic." Dean enthuses "Hey, you probably won't be considered a nerd in my class because we'll likely be doing better than you until you catch up and then you may just be an average student but I doubt that 'cause you and Sam seem to have scored in the smart genes, so you'll probably be considered a nerd in my class soon enough" Dean finishes his rant with a grin in Cas' direction.
"Dean, you are aware I do not possess the same genes as you and Sam?" Cas frowns.
Dean rolls his eyes "Cas just 'cause you're adopted doesn't mean you can't score the smart genes. I meant that you and Sam scored the smart genes from, you know, separate gene pools. Sam from our parents and you from...whoever." He waves his hand in a circular motion as he makes his point.
Cas' frown relinquishes but a sadness settles in his eyes "it's strange to think Mary and John are not really my parents"
Dean squeezes Cas' shoulder "They are your parents, Cas. Maybe not your biological ones but they're still your parents"
Cas looks up at Dean "Yes, that is true" he agrees as they head over to the middle school block to pick up Sam.
Once home, Dean rushes upstairs to get ready for studying with Lisa. Sam and Cas stare after his retreating figure.
"I think he has a crush on her, you know." Sam mutters.
"Yes, he does appear to be quite taken with her." Cas feels his stomach twist at the thought, but pays little mind to it.
"I don't like her all that much. She talks to me like i'm a baby" Sam confesses, nervously glancing at Cas for his opinion.
"I'm not particularly keen on her myself, but she is nice, far nicer than Bella" They both shudder at the memory of Bella. A bossy, mischevious girl in third grade, who liked Dean but picked on Sam and Cas behind his back. She snatched and stole their toys on more than one occasion.
Dean came booming down the stairs in one of his favourite t-shirts and his nicest jeans. A broad smile on his face. He spreads his arms "Whatcha think? Think she'll fall hopelessly in love with me?" Dean jokes, adding a wink for good measure.
"Eh, she'll probably rather take her chances with a frog" Sam fakes nonchalance. Dean scowls at him.
"You look great, Dean." Cas comments sincerely. Dean's gaze flicks to Cas and softens.
"Thanks, Cas." Dean turns to Sam and points at Cas "see Sam, that's what a compliment sounds like. You should try it sometime" he gets a bitch face in return.
Sam and Cas return from the movie to a quiet house. On further inspection they find Mary in the kitchen reading a book, a mug of coffee beside her.
She glances up as they enter. "Hey boys" she smiles tiredly at them
"Hey mum" they answer in unison.
Mary stands to switch on the kettle. "How was the movie?" she asks while pulling three mugs out of the cupboard. She stops short when she notices there's only two of them. "Where's Dean?"
Sam and Cas share a look before Sam answers "The movie was pretty great. Dean...um he bailed to go study with his girlfriend" he finishes with a smirk.
Cas raises a eyebrow at Sam's choice of words.
"Girlfriend?" Mary questions, surprise and suspicion evident in her voice.
Cas speaks this time "Lisa, although she is not actually his girlfriend at current"
Sam snickers at that, well aware Dean will be subjected to some awkward questioning later.
Mary sets their mugs down on the table and the three continue to discuss their days. Mary informs them that John is working late at the station and Sam talks about a new kid in his class called Garth.
A couple of hours later Mary shoos the duo off to bed and retires to her own bedroom. Sam and Cas trudge up stairs wishing each other goodnight. Sam heads straight to his room. Cas takes the opportunity to use the bathroom first. Once he has washed and brushed his teeth he heads to his room to change into his pyjamas.
After half an hour of tossing and turning he slips out of his room and into Dean's. He climbs into the bed and makes himself comfortable. Dean's scent surrounding him helps Cas relax. Soon enough Cas is fast asleep.
Which is the way Dean finds him a little over an hour later. He creeps around his room, getting changed in the dark as not to disturb Cas. When Dean slips under the covers Cas stirs and rolls into Dean before peeking up at him with tired eyes.
"Hey..." Dean whispers softly, gently running his fingers through Cas' hair.
"Hmm…" is Cas' response.
Dean chuckles. "You know dad doesn't want you sleeping in here with me anymore...you're too old"
" Mm. Couldn't sleep" Cas snuggles closer, resting his head on Dean's shoulder as he says this.
"Yeah, I know...and I don't mind but dad might have a fit if he finds you"
"Dad's not here. Mm, working late." Cas, now on the cusp of sleep, slides his arm over Dean's belly and pulls him closer.
Dean, realising it's a lost cause, gives in and settles down for the night, admiring the peaceful expression on his brother's face before he drifts off to sleep himself.