Hi Guys!

New story, first chapter :)

The idea was giving to me by my instagram friend ( sabriel_destiel_michifer ) so I would want to ask you to check out their Instagram account, because they helped my getting away from a writersblock 3

I hope you'll enjoy it!

Michael walks through the doors of the school and the hot sweat-scented air hits him in his face. The hallways are as busy as always and people keep walking into Michael as he walks towards his locker.

When Michael finally stands in front of his locker, he hears a noise. It's Gabriel, who's locker is right next to Michael's.

Gabriel has a naughty smile on his face and he doesn't look back at Michael when Michael says hi – dispite the fact that they're brothers, they haven't seen each other today.

Michael looks back at his locker and turns on espagnolette.

He hears a click and the door opens for a little bit. Michael pulls his locker open and pink glitter hits him in his face.

He drops his books onto the floor and he feels how his cheeks turn red as he hears the laughter of many people.

One of the laughing noises is Gabriel – who just stood far away to not get hit by the glitter bomb.

"You should've seen your face!" Gabriel giggles and he leans with his hand on the door of the locker.

Michael grunts and he wipes te glitter from his eyes.

"You… you little rat!" he yells at Gabriel, who starts laughing even harder.

Michael sees that Sam and Lucifer are also laughing their lungs out and Michael gets even more angry. "You make me look like a fool, in front of the intire school!"

The schoolbel rings and Gabriel, Sam and Lucifer walk away from Michael.

Michael and a few other people are still standing in the hallway. One of those people is Michael's other younger brother – Castiel.

But he's with someone else.

Not just standing and talking.

No kissing!

Michael watches his brother kiss another boy.

As Castiel opens his eyes, he sees his brother standing and he turns completely red. The boys stop kissing and Castiel whispers something to the boy.

The boy nods and Castiel walks towards Michael. Castiel seems nervous and he plays with his hands behind his back when he stands in front of Michael.

"I… I'm sorry," Castiel wispers and he looks at Michael.

It's funny how Castiel doesn't laugh about the pink glitter which is all over Michael's face.

Michael tousles Castiel's hair and smiles.

"You can't help being gay, right?" Michael says and he tries to wipe some more glitter off his face.

Castiel smiles back and then looks at the floor.

"Could you not tell anyone?" Castiel asks and he looks back at the boy.

Michael looks at the boy as well, he's a little bit taller than Castiel and he has dirty blond hair.

Michael looks back at Castiel and Castiel's blue eyes stare at him, waiting for him to answer.

"No, I won't tell anyone, but who's that boy?" Michael asks.

Castiel turns around and looks at the boy again, the boy smiles as he sees Castiel looking at him.

"Dean… Dean Winchester," Castiel says, there's fear in his eyes when he looks back at Michael.

Michael frowns.

"Cas, are you sure this is a good idea?" Michael asks. "You know that dad is in a fight with the Winchesters."

Castiel looks at the floor and nods.

"Yes, but," Castiel swallows. "Gabe is befriended with a Winchester as well, right?"

Michael sigs.

"Cas, that's different," Michael says. "plus dad doesn't know about Gabe's friendship with the younger Winchester."

Castiel sighs and closes his eyes while thinking.

"But dad won't know about Dean and me if you don't tell him," Castiel says and he looks at Michael.

Michael rolls with his eyes.

"Okay, I already promised not to tell," Michael says. "But I still think he's too old for you."

Michael smiles and he tousles Castiel's hair.

Castiel smiles back.

"he's only two years older than me," Castiel says and he gets ready to walk back to Dean.

He turns around to Michael and smiles. "J-just keep your promise."

Castiel walks toward Dean and Michael sees how Dean hugs Castiel before they both go to their own clasroom.

Michael smiles, he grabs his books out of his locker and he walks towards the bathroom to wash his face – he's already late for his lesson.