"Carry me to the car," Gabriel declares jumping on Michael's back.

Michael was used to be jumped on by now and held him up as they left. Lucifer was on their left side talking with Michael about plans and Castiel was on their right but trailing behind.

"Cassie gets shotgun," Lucifer declares when they got to the car.

"I don't want to sit in front." Castiel slinked into the back seat.

"Too bad," Lucifer grabbed him putting the omega over his shoulder with ease and dropped him into the front seat. "Buckle up buttercup."

Castiel glared at him but straightened out and buckled into the seat.

"How come he gets front," Gabriel puts as he fell backwards into the seat off of Michael's back. Then readjusted himself into the far seat so Michael could jump in.

"Because I have been given him rides for almost two years now and he's always the first to the car out of you brothers and every time he sits in back." Lucifer glared at the other two members of the vehicle. "Now where too?"

"Home," Castiel mutters. "I have work to do."

"You never want to hang out with us after school," Lucifer whines.

"I have work to do." Castiel repeated but from the tone of Lucifer's voice he wasn't about to not get his way.

"No you're hanging out with us, what do you want to do?"

"I don't care."

"You are no fun." Lucifer looked back at Michael, smirking.

"Then drop me off at home." The youngest sent the oldest a solid glared.

"I have a question for you."

"What," Castiel says with a groan.

"What were you and Winchester talking about during gym?" Lucifer asks suddenly serious.

"Wait, wait, wait," Gabriel leaned forward folding his arms on the front seat and rested his head on top of them. "Which Winchester? Wait, it doesn't matter. You talked to a Winchester?"

"Dean and yes he did," Michael answers, glaring at Castiel.

"Why does it matter?" Castiel shrunk down in his seat.

"Because they are fucking hot," Gabriel says, cutting off Michael.

"He's a senior Cas and an alpha, you shouldn't be talking to him, he could hurt you." Michael smacked Gabriel upside the head. "You be quiet."

"We talked for like a minute." Castiel argues, glaring at all of them. "Not even, so can we not talk about it."

"He had that look about him," Lucifer replies glaring at the steering wheel.

"I want Dean to talk to me," the junior alpha says leaning back in the seat and staring up into the air.

"Gabriel so help me God I will throw you out of this vehicle."

...

The morning went about as usual but when Castiel got to school both Balthazar and Anna weren't around. The youngest Novak huffed and went to gym sitting on the bleachers.

"Hey Cas," Dean jumped onto the bleachers with a loud bang.

Castiel looked up, trying to hide a smile at seeing him. "Hello Dean."

"Wow don't sound so professional." The alpha sat down next to him. "Where's Balthazar and Anna?"

The blue eyed omega shrugged and stared down at his lap. "I'm guessing Balthazar is skipping and Anna is studying."

"If I'm bugging you I can go away, I feel like I'm bugging you."

"You're fine," Castiel says quickly. The last thing he wanted was for Dean to go away.

"Okay," Dean smirked and leaned back against the wall. "You're brother looks like he's going to kill me."

"He really doesn't like you." Castiel shrugged. "He doesn't really like anyone who isn't himself or Lucifer. I don't even think he likes Lucifer," he paused for a second before adding, "or himself."

"Well you know what would really piss him off," Dean asks, slowly inching closer to Castiel.

"Are you talking with me solely to piss off Michael?" Castiel looked up at him finally, finding some confidence.

"No it's just one of the major perks. I would never use something as cute as you. You know, I wasn't joking when I said that you would look cute in gym shorts."

The younger boy finally noticed how Dean kept ever so slightly moving closer to him. He also noticed how he liked it.

"Castiel," Michael yells at him from the bottom of the bleachers, glaring daggers at Dean. "Get down here now!"

The first thing the omega was certain of was that Michael yelling at him had drawn a lot of attention to them. The second was that if he didn't go down there, his brother would come up and get him. The final thing was that he really didn't want to leave Dean.

"Why don't you mind your own business," Dean calls back swinging an arm around Cas's shoulder.

"Shut up Winchester and get your fucking arm off of my brother."

"How about no?"

"Dean," Castiel says quietly. "Please take your arm off of me."

Dean looked down at him shocked. "Fine." He took off his arm and watched sadly as the blue eyed boy went down the bleachers. Michael put an hand to his shoulder blade when he got close enough, pushing him forward. The oldest Novak glared at Dean until the last second of his turn.

Castiel sighed when Michael started pushing him over to where Lucifer was waiting.

"I thought I told you stay away from Winchester." Michael growls coming to a stop next to his friend.

"No you just said that I should." Castiel mutters staring down at his toes.

"Why don't you just stick with us," Lucifer suggests, putting a possessive arm around his shoulder and glaring across the gym at Dean.

"Fine." Castiel peeked a look across the gym and smiled at Dean, hoping the alpha would see it and not be deterred from ever speaking to him again.