Textbooks and Larping
Chapter Five: Addictions can start with just a small taste
Castiel arrives at Dean's apartment, standing at the door for a good four minutes working up the courage to knock. He was invited (forced?) into coming over today, at this time, so it's not like he is unwanted here. Still, he stands there, all kinds of scenarios running through his head. Unexpected visitors could be there such as a family member or friend in need, or a sex buddy, or some sort of anything that he wouldn't want Castiel coming in during.
So he stand there, working out possible scenarios where his presence would he highly unwanted. Then comes the possibility of Dean simply joking with him, but he's about 90% sure that isn't the case so he finally knocks only to have the door immediately fly open.
"For god sakes, Castiel, I thought you would stand there for an hour." Dean groans and Castiel blushes.
"You just watched me stand at your door?" He asks, making Dean laugh.
"Your flustered expression was great, I couldn't help it."
"Some friend you are." Castiel groans and Dean chokes on his laugh before gawking at him.
"Wow, little Castiel is making a joke! How adorable!" Dean teases as Castiel walks past him inside. "By all means, make yourself at home."
Castiel ignores the comment and looks at him curiously, "Will we be eating during this movie or should I wait until after?"
"Oh by all means, let's eat. I promised dinner and a movie, if you remember. So, what do you want? Subs? Pizza? Something fancy like salad?"
"In what world is salad 'fancy'?"
Dean shrugs, "I don't know, toss a fruity French name on it and its fancy. Right?"
"I don't even know where to begin on how stupid that statement is." Castiel groans, "What even makes you think I require, or even eat, high-end meals?"
"I googled your ass, and found out your dad is some dude who owns a huge corporation that runs a lot of things behind the scenes." Dean explains, "I bet you lived in a mansion where chefs cook everything for you before moving here, right?"
"No, my father is frugal. We lived in a very nice home but it only had the necessary amount of rooms. Our meals were cooked by my eldest brother Michael for as long as I can remember, before he taught me to cook as well." Castiel explains.
"Even still, I doubt your meals consisted of mac and cheese or anything pedestrian like that." Dean counters and Castiel shrugs.
"We ate things like that as well." He heads to the living room and sits down. "Now hurry up and order that food so I can watch this movie and get it all over with."
"Wow, contain your enthusiasm kiddo." Dean rolls his eyes and sits down beside him.
"I've got a lot going on."
"The library is not 'a lot going on', Castiel."
Castiel flushes, "I-I have other things going on in my life!"
"No, you don't." Dean shoots him down, "Just sit still and enjoy the movie, you pain in the ass."
Castiel pouts and crosses his arms, "You are the pain."
"Ohoh! He pouts, too!" Dean mocks, poking Castiel's cheek, "You're so lifelike sometimes."
"Stop touching me, Dean."
The man shrugs and starts the movie. "Try not to fall too in love with the movie."
"I doubt that will be a problem." Castiel scoffs as it begins. He starts it off, waiting for it to bore him.
Except it doesn't.
He finds himself enthralled with the movie, loving the Captain America and his admirably loyal friend Bucky. To his own shock he finds himself even gasping when Steve kisses a woman who is not Peggy.
"Wow, you look so insulted." Dean laughs, "It's just a kiss."
"But, but he and Peggy should be kissing!" Castiel protests, "You kiss someone you love, not just some attractive perso…" He stops and side-eyes Dean, "Oh wait, I'm talking to Dean Winchester, I'm sure you haven't even been in love let alone respect the idea."
"Hey now, I'm not some whore." Dean groans.
"That's not what I heard. Although I wouldn't be surprised with how much of a nerd you are." Castiel muses, "I bet you do not stay with anyone out of fear of them finding out, right? That must be awful, but really I think you could find a woman who likes you even as a nerd. Aren't they now sort of the popular thing? Of course you can't share your first kiss with them, which is too bad…a first kiss should always be with the person you love…like Peggy and Steve…should have."
"The Disney idea of everyone sharing their first kiss with their true love? Come on, Castiel, that never happens in real life." Dean sighs, "Attraction and lust are too strong. People succumb to that easily. Even Captain America isn't immune."
"I've never had a problem with that." Castiel objects and Dean laughs.
"Are you even capable of attraction and lust?"
"Probably…?" The teen muses, "I'm sure eventually."
"Mmhmm." Dean mumbles before they go silent and watch the movie again.
It isn't until the end that Castiel speaks up again. Of course, at the end he is pissed.
"Damnit, Dean. You didn't say Bucky died. And Steve never got to dance with Peggy. Now she's too old, her hips are probably too fragile to dance, this movie is ridiculous…" Castiel huffs and Dean laughs.
"There's more, you know. A whole series." Dean smirks and leans closer to the teen, "We could…watch it, you know. All of them. Ironman, Avengers, the other Captain America…"
Castiel looks conflicted for a moment, "I suppose…we could watch a few more…"
Several hours, and a tearful moment of seeing Bucky again, later ends in the two of them asleep on the couch with Castiel using Dean's shoulder as a pillow. Sam comes home and sees it, Dean laying on the couch with Castiel sprawled on top of him. He's not entirely sure how it happened, and he's not entirely sure he wants to know. Sighing to himself, Sam goes to his room.
"It's too late to deal with this mess…" He mumbles to himself before going to sleep as well.
The next morning Castiel wakes up to a face full of chest and pales as he sits up, straddling Dean Winchester. He remembers dozing off on the man's shoulder last night, but how the hell did they end up like that?
Well, gravity had no small part in it, obviously. Just so long as nobody else knows…
"Getting ready to give my brother a good morning kiss?" Sam asks from the entrance and Castiel lets out a highly undignified shriek before falling off the couch unceremoniously.
"Th-that's not…I wasn't…it wasn't…" Castiel stutters out and Sam laughs.
"It's alright, I know you just ended up like that. Anyways, wanna eat some breakfast? I made eggs." Sam offers as Castiel gets off the floor, pale.
"N-no…I am going to head home, so, um, have a good day." Castiel says before hurrying out.
"Maybe…I teased him too much…?" Sam muses before Dean wakes up.
"Where the hell is Castiel?" Dean asks and Sam shrugs.
"He ran out the door."
"Why…?" Dean asks and Sam laughs.
"Don't worry about it."
Castiel hurries inside his apartment where Gabriel is waiting, all smiles and impending mockery. "Please don't."
"All night with Dean, huh? I'm jealous, getting to sleep over with a Winchester, although that one certainly wouldn't be my choice…" Gabriel shrugs, "I take it you liked the movie? How many did you watch?"
"I did…we watched…a lot of them…" Castiel admits, frowning. "I should have never gone over…what am I going to do?" He laments, "I could become distracted from school!"
"OH no!" Gabriel gasps, "Next thing you know, you will be listening to rock and roll and associating with women!"
"This isn't funny, Gabriel!" Castiel's voice shakes, "Dean is determined to get me into all kinds of things that will take me away from my duties as a Novak."
"Come on, now! They don't need to know. Besides, it's not illegal to have a little fun. If you want to hang out with Dean more, go ahead." Gabriel assures him, "You…do like hanging out with him, right?"
Castiel blushes a little. "Um…I don't think I will be hanging out with him anymore…"
Gabriel smirks, "Ohhh? Something happen?"
Castiel goes a brighter red, "N-no…no! Just watching movies and eating pizza…"
"Hmmmm? That reaction begs to differ." The elder Novak pulls out his phone, "Might there have been some flirting? Cuddling? Late night…spooning?" He asks, holding out a picture Sam texted him of Castiel and Dean asleep.
"Delete it, Gabriel." Castiel commands and Gabriel laughs.
"Nah, it's my new wallpaper."
"Gabriel!"
Gabriel looks over to him, "So, Cassie, do you have a thing for Dean?"
Castiel's face contorts in disgust. "That is disgusting, Gabriel. Such a pushy, aggravating, and annoying man…not my type. Although he does those things out of kindness, he's not exactly what I would want to be with. Honestly, I don't think I want to see him anymore."
A/N: Sorry I have been so busy, but I stayed up all night to make sure I got this done...even though I have work tomorrow...but that's at 4 so it should be fine...probably. Anyways, something has to suffer evidently, so I will allow my sleep to suffer every once and a while to get personal projects done from now on, I promise. I'll try to update once a month again. I don't know how it will get with my internship at the funeral home coming up but I should be able to manage in time.