AN: This will make sense once you read the story, but Cas only doesn't know how yet because while he is the oldest twin he's still the youngest in the family and everyone just does it for him...
Dean and Cas are in second grade... (So this is before all the terrible shit that happened to him.)
It was recess time finally, Dean's favorite time of the day besides lunch. He was planning on getting a group together for some four square or maybe hide and seek if the all the balls were taken. Luckily he made it out early enough to grab a ball, before the older kids got to them. Dean rounded up a couple of his friends, but was one person short. He looked around and spotted one of the kids in his class.
For the life of him he couldn't remember the kids name, but he was one of the only twins in the whole school. The kid seemed to be missing his other half today, and was bending down intently attempting to tie his shoe.
"I think I found a forth," Dean calls to his friends, "I'll be right back." He jogs over to the dark haired boy. "Hey, where's your twin?" He asks bluntly.
The boy blinks up from his task, tilting he head slightly, "He's sick," he shrugs.
"That sucks," Dean nods, "You need help with that?" he points to his sneaker.
The blue eyed boy looks up at him, contemplating the sincerity of the offer, "Please," he nods, "Jimmy usually helps me."
"No problem, I gotta little brother so…" Dean places the ball down, sitting on it as he ties the kids shoe real quick. "You'll get it eventually," he smiles.
"Thank you," he smiles in return as they both get back up to their feet.
"We need a fourth for four square, if you're interested," Dean offers, spinning the ball on his finger.
"Sure," he smiles easily as they run off towards the other kids.
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