Hi guys! Happy new year! This is a little something I wrote for a challenge on Tumblr so I thought I'd post it here too. I want to thank Tuesday Too for all the wonderful reviews and support they've given me these past few months. This is a Destiel high school AU. Hope you enjoy!

Prompt: 'We just snuck into the movies together because our friends dared us to get in, watch a movie and get back out without getting caught, hell yeah, this isn't a date by the way what are you saying, fuck, this movie's sad, fuck, I'm not crying, fuck, you're holding me in your arm and it feels right, fUCK'

Warning: Mild swearing

"So, Dean," Charlie began, perching on Dean's desk. "What are your plans for tonight?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Jo and I were talking-" Dean groaned. Jo and Charlie had been going out for a couple of months now and the two were well-known for charming their way into and out of trouble, often dragging their friends down with them. "What? We were talking and we decided that you simply do not get out enough. And there's that new movie on down at the cinema. Catch my drift?"

"I'm busy. Plus, I don't have enough money."

"So? Who said anything about paying?"

"You want me to sneak in?"

"Bingo. Not just you though. You have to take someone else with you. How about Castiel?"

"Cas? He wouldn't steal cash from his own brothers, let alone sneak into a movie theatre with me."

"All the more reason. Besides," Charlie lowered her voice in a horrible impression of Dean's. "He's cute."

Dean rolled his eyes. He had mentioned to her, once, that Cas was cute and she had run with it, bringing it up to embarrass him at every opportunity. It wasn't as if Dean had meant anything by it anyway; it was obvious the dude had been blessed with superhuman looks. Those cerulean blue eyes and perfect pink mouth would have anyone looking, right?

"Shut up, Charlie," Dean protested weakly. "I told you: no. Anyway, that new movie's a chick flick. You know I hate chick flicks."

"Not true." Charlie sighed. "Look, all you have to do is get the two of you in and out without getting caught. But if you're too chicken…" She slid off his desk and started walking slowly away. Dean stared after her for an agonising moment before groaning and calling after her.

"Charlie! I'll do it." She spun around and shoved a slip of paper in his face.

"That's got all the info you need to know on it; showing time; screen number; everything."

"Thanks. Have you asked Cas yet?" Dean asked, surprised when a shocked look came over Charlie's face.

"Oh, no. That's your job," she told him, shoving a finger in his chest. She turned and waved over her shoulder. "Peace out, bitches."

Dean read the paper in his hand, committing the information to memory. He set off down the corridor, wondering how the hell he was going to persuade Cas to come with him.

Dean ducked into the classroom Cas was sat in, quietly knocking on the door. Cas looked up from his papers and grinned broadly at Dean. "Dean!" he greeted. "How are you?"

"I'm good, Cas. Look, um, I was wondering if you wanted to come see the new movie with me later? As friends, I mean, obviously. I mean, unless-"

"Dean," Cas interrupted, an amused smile on his face. "I'd love to. How much will it cost?"

Here we go, Dean thought. "Thing is, Cas… We're not exactly paying."

A startled look crossed Cas's face and he frowned in confusion. "You mean… We're sneaking in."

"Yes. It was Charlie's idea; she dared me to. I don't normally do that. If you don't want to I can find someone else." Dean started backing away, grasping for the door handle.

"Dean," Cas said quietly. "I'll do it. I don't like it but I'll do it."

"You will?" Dean said in relief. "I'll pick you up later. See you then."

"See you."

"Okay, here's the plan. I've been watching that guard for fifteen minutes and he's almost finished his coffee. In exactly two minutes he's going to turn around to fill it up. We'll then have a thirty second window to get through the doors and into the screen before he catches us. You ready?"

Cas bounced on the balls of his feet, nervousness written all over his face. "I'm still not sure we should be doing this, Dean."

"Of course we shouldn't. That's what makes it fun." Dean watched the guard for a moment longer and, sure enough, he turned his back to them, coffee cup in hand. "Go, go, go!"

He and Cas speed walked through the doors and ducked into the screen, praising God that their screen was the first one. They slipped into two seats near the back, breathing heavily.

"See? Was that fun or what?" Dean asked, grinning at his friend.

"We haven't gotten away with it yet." Cas tightly replied. Dean rolled his eyes and settled back to watch the film.

The movie was actually kind of good, although he was never going to tell Charlie that. About half way through, Dean heard sniffing sounds coming from Cas's general direction and looked across in concern, startled to see tears running in rivers down his friend's face. Sure, the movie was sad, but it wasn't that sad, was it? Unsure of what to do, Dean awkwardly patted Cas's arm and then quickly turned back to face forward. He felt an embarrassed flush creep up his cheeks and was extremely glad no one could see.

A few minutes later and Dean began to feel tears pricking the backs of his eyelids too. He tried to force them back but fuck this movie was sad and soon he was breaking down into uncontrollable sobs. Charlie was definitely not hearing about this.

He felt a slight pressure on his shoulders and then something was pulling him to the left. Cas's arm was wrapped tightly around him and Dean thought that maybe he should be resisting, but it felt so good so he let himself relax into the touch. They were supposed to be here as friends dammit; this wasn't a date, but, fuck, Cas was warm and soft and it felt so right for him to be holding Dean like that.

When the movie ended and the lights came up they were still clinging to each other like two drowning men. Other people in the audience were leaving and some gave them strange looks as they passed so Dean carefully extricated himself from Cas's grasp, never taking his eyes off the other man. His face was red and his eyes swollen (and Dean suspected his was too) but, in that moment, Dean thought he was the most beautiful man in the world. He grabbed Cas's hand and they walked out together, past the point of caring whether they got caught or not.

The next morning when Charlie asked how it had gone, Dean just smiled and walked away, leaving her to come to her own conclusion.

He didn't see her excited grin or the way she rushed to text Jo to tell her their plan had succeeded.

A/N: I hope you like that! Please review if you have a moment and I hope you have a wonderful 2017. Bye!