Castiel raced out of the building.
"Frick!" He muttered. He tried to hide his bulge as best he could as he raced to his car. Castiels cheeks were bright red. He opened the door and threw himself in, putting the key in the igni tion and turning it.
Castiel drove as fast as he could away from Deans apartment.
Dean was in the bathroom, trying to fix his problem. He first was imagining girls in bikinis to help, but his mind kept going back to Castiel. He imagined the small male blushing and biting his bottom lip.
"F-fuck..." Dean whispered shakily as he finished up. He cleaned himself up and pulled his pants back on when his daughter began crying.
Castiel got home in 10 minutes, and his bulge still hadn't gone away. "Fricky, frickety, frick frack!" He rarely actually swore. In other peoples eyes it made him look ridiculously innocent, but trust me, the boy could do very unsaint like things. Cas jumped out, closing the door and racing to his house. He unlocked it and made it upstairs without his brothers stopping him. Castiel went in his room and locked it.
Dean hugged his daughter, Alex, trying to keep his mind from wandering. Before he knew it, she had fallen asleep again. Dean slowly walked over to the crib and laid her down. He glanced over to his left and saw a small stack of papers. His chest hurt, but he couldn't keep Alex. Dean needed to finish school, and get a job... He was to young for a child... Now how was he gonna tell Castiel? And how was Dean going to be able to face the boy with what happened earlier?
Castiel was in the shower, trying to clean away today's events.
"Hurry the fuck up!" A deep voice growled, as the person pounded on the door.
"Awww! Does Luci need to get all pretty for his date tonight?" Castiel cooed loudly as he put conditioner in his hair.
"I'm not going on a date!" Lucifer protested. "I'm going to a tutor lesson!"
"Only because you are tutoring Sam!" Castiel had noticed Lucifers affections for the boy before anyone else. Sam, of course, is still completely oblivious to Lucifers fond looks. Sadly whenever Sam gets close to figuring it out, Lucifer becomes a jerk for about a week.
"I DO NOT LIKE SAM!"
"Whatever you say loverboy!" Castiel got the last of the conditioner out, and turned the water off.
"Don't act like you don't have feelings for Dean then!" Castiel felt his cheeks become pink.
"We were talking about you, not me!" Cas could hear Lucifer chuckling behind the door. He tugged his underwear on, and then his pajama pants. He had forgotten his shirt in his room.
Cas opened the bathroom door just as Michael was about to knock.
"What the-" Castiel bit his bottom lip to keep from swearing. "What are you doing?!"
"Deans on the phone. He wants to talk to you. You should probably run. Gabriel grabbed the phone." Michael smirked. Castiels eyes widened as he pushed past his brother and raced to the living room.
Cas could faintly hear Gabriel trying to flirt with Dean, and Castiel silently hoped Dean wasn't flirting back.
"Give me the phone!" Castiel yelled as he burst in.
"But Cassie! I'm having a conversation with your boyfriend!" Gabriel whined. Castiel tackled him and ripped the phone away.
"D-Dean?" The boys voice was shaky and unsure.
"Hey, Cas..." Dean said softly. "We have to talk... About Alex... I'm putting her up for adoption..."
The phone hit the ground with a thwack.