Thanks for the feedback, you guys! Before reading this, you should go listen to Alone Together by Fall Out Boy because it is referenced in this chapter. Also it's an awesome song and everyone should hear it. Also, when they play Twister, all the moves are legitly described, but when there are only two peolple things such as colors are not as accurate but no spoilers. Just saying that the colors and hands/feet don't matter as much as the plot. But I'll try to make them as accurate as I can. K bye~
"What about this?" Castiel held up a white button-down.
"You aren't marrying him yet, Clarance."
"Ugh...a simple 'no' would suffice."
It was 6:30 PM on the twenty-ninth of February. Castiel couldn't find anything to wear. Everything he showed Meg was "too formal" or "not good enough" or "you'll look like a homeless guy" or on one occasion, "put that foul garment back where it came from or so help me God."
"Don't you have anything casual?"
"Define 'casual.'" Castiel was pawing nervously through his drawers. He couldn't even find socks.
"Look what I'm wearing. Black jeggings and a Star Tek t-shirt. Short, sweet, simple."
"I have neither jeggings nor a Star Trek t-shirt. So what do I wear?"
"Jeans. Gold lamé. Anything that you wouldn't wear to church." Meg was lying on Cas's bed covering her eyes with her arm.
"Hmmm..." Cas jumbled the messy contents of the drawer. "Purple sweatpants?"
"Oh god. Where did you even buy those? Actually, I don't want to know."
He resurfaced whatever he touched on the bottom. "Erm...grey jeans?"
"Too light."
He noticed them in the back of the drawer. "Uh...black jeans?"
"They ripped a little?"
"Yes."
"Now we're talking!" Meg sat up. "Gimme the pants." He tossed them to her. They where thoroughly worn in the everywhere and really soft. There were small rips just below the knees. Not big enough that they were showing off his whole leg, but noticeable. "These will do nicely. Put them on." She threw then at him.
He caught them. "Right now?"
"No, next week. I'll find you a shirt." Meg pushed her way past Castiel and opened his shirt drawer. "Go. Change over there." She waved him over to the other side ofthe room. He crossed to it and changed into the jeans as Meg evaluated shirt options. "Boring. Ew. No. No. Why is there a sandwich here?"
"No reason. Just toss it on the bed."
Meg rolled her eyes. "Boys. Anyway. No. No. Ooooh...this could work," she pulled out a plain baby blue t-shirt. She tossed it to him.
He caught it and examined it. There was a bleach stain on the back, and part of the arm had a loose thread. "Really? It's not too...um...laid back?"
"Try it on. I'm looking for a plan B." Meg went back to shuffling through the drawers. Cas peeled off his old shirt just as Gabriel walked through the open door.
"Cassie, shouldn't you buy her dinner first?" Gabriel waggled his eyebrows at his older cousin.
Castiel turned red and hastily pulled on the blue shirt.
"Shut it, Gabe. He's trying to find something to wear to impress Dean, who he's got a huge crush on."
"Oh hon, go like that and he'll have you at the door."
Castiel turned a darker crimson. "Shut up Gabriel. He's not even gay."
"I've heard differently."
"What?" Cas must have heard him wrong. Did he just deny Dean's straightness?
Gabe ominously danced away. Literally. He tangoed with himself out the door and down the hallway. He was strange like that.
"What was that about?" Cas turned on Meg accusingly, like she must have something to do with Gabriel's odd ways.
"Nevermind," Meg sighed. "Let's have a look at you."
"I don't know about this..." Cas fingered the shirt nervously.
"Do you want my honest opinion?" Meg asked.
"Of course," he was kind of scared of what an 'honest opinion' would hold.
"Gabriella's right. If you want Prince Wincharming to notice you, you gotta dress the part. And that outfit is definitely dressing the part. That blue shirt makes your eyes just...wow. Plus, it fits your body in all the right places." This made Castiel blush again. But it was true. "Seriously Clarance. If you wear this Dean will not take his eyes off you, straight or not."
That was what he cared about, after all.
"Plus if you try to change I will take this lighter and burn your dresser down." Castiel decided not to ask where the lighter in her hand came from.
"Looks like I'm wearing this, then." Cas examined himself in the mirror. "Should I do something with my hair?"
"Let me." Meg crossed the room to him. She mussed his hair with her fingers so it was even messier than before, if that was possible. "Perfect."
"Shoes?"
"Those converse will do just fine."
"Okay. Let be get my coat." He crossed to his closet, took it out, and pit it on.
"Let's go." They walked out into the hallway, and Castiel called for Gabriel to come outside when he was ready.
When Gabriel came out to his car, he was wearing a zipped-up leather jacket, dark jeans, and tall army-style boots. He noticed that Castiel hadn't changed his outfit. "So you do want him to jump you?"
Castiel could barely speak since his face was sore from embarassment already. "He can't. He's straight."
"Oh, Cassie..." Gabriel sighed, smiling.
"Well I won't even get to see him if we don't get going." Castiel opened the door and buried his face in the backseat cushions so that nobody could see him.
Gabriel and Meg hopped into the front seat, smiling and shaking their heads.
"What are you two smiling about?" Cas had the feeling that they knew something that he didn't.
"I don't think he knows, Nutmeg," Gabriel stage whispered, buckling his seatbelt.
"He'll find out soon enough."
"Find out wha-" but Castiel was cut off by Gabriel starting up the car.
"Sorry, Cassie. Didn't catch that." Gabriel turned on the radio.
"I was asking what I would find ou-"
"EVERYONE SING! IT'S THE SONG!" Gabriel rolled down all the windows and turned the radio up all the way. He sang the song as loudly as he could, and Meg sang along with him.
"SAY YEAH!"
"I don't understand..."
"LET'S BE ALONE TOGETHER!"
"That doesn't make sense..."
"WE COULD STAY YOUNG FOREVER!"
"Well not really..."
"SCREAM IT FROM THE TOP OF YOUR LUNGS, LUNGS, LUNGS!"
"I'm confused..." Castiel didn't know the song, but he thought he should probably sing along so that Gabriel wouldn't get mad.
"SAY YEAH!"
"Umm...yeah..."
"LET'S BE ALONE TOGETHER!"
"To...to...together..."
"WE COULD STAY YOUNG FOREVER!"
"Young, uh, forever..."
"WE COULD STAY YOUNG, YOUNG, YOUNG, YOUNG!"
"Um...young, young, young..." Gabriel and Meg sang the rest of the song perfectly and quite loudly. Castiel decided it might be better if he didn't try.
The song was over by the time Gabriel pulled into Charlie's driveway.
"Seeya!" Gabriel hopped out of the car and started down the sidewalk.
Castiel started to open his door. "Wait," Meg said. "I've gotta talk to you for a sec."
"Okay." Castiel closed the door again. "About what?"
"You should tell him how you feel. Tonight."
"Meg, I just met him today and I don't want to seem overeager and I don't even know if he wants-"
"Okay, calm down, Clarance. I'll tell you how if you listen."
"Okay."
"First, don't let yourself out of his sight. You always want to be there for him to look at. Second, Gabe and I are 500 percent sure that he likes you too. And yes Clarance, I know that he's gone out with every girl in the universe but guess what? People meet people and fall in love and whatever they think they always were can be proved wrong by that amazing person, okay? You can be proved wrong any second. Everything you thought-"
"Okay, I get it!" She was ranting about this second point. "Is there a three?"
"Yes. You have to ask him if he likes boys. But don't call him out in front of everyone, because he might not be really sure and that could get bad. Ask him when it's just you two, alone, away from everyone else."
"I should ask him if he likes boys? When we're alone? But isn't that kind of awkward?"
"Yes, but it is crucial and do not forget it. You have to be away from everyone else because...uh...he might not want to bother someone who didn't ask or already knew...yeah. Be alone together like the song said. And you can't just tell someone you love them then have that person say that they don't swing your way. It's heartbreaking, I would know."
"You're still angry at me about that?"
"No," she answered quickly. "That was like, forever ago. Just make absolutely sure that he wants you before you give yourself to him, okay?"
"Okay."
"You ready for this?"
"Not really..."
"Perfect. You're adorable when you're all flustered." She hopped out her door and opened up Castiel's. He got out, taking more time than really was necessary. He nervously shuffled down the pavement, slowly making his way to the door. It was wide open, and Charlie was standing in the doorway.
"Hey Meg! Hey Castiel! Come on in!" She waved them in the door and down the hallway. Castiel could smell pizza and hear a girl laughing about something. "Guys, Meg and Cas are here!"
Everyone said some form of replying, most of them involving the words "hey" and/or "bitch." Well, everyone except Dean. Dean was staring at Castiel, and the latter didn't even notice because he was still looking sheepishly at his shoes.
"Come get some of this mighty fine pizza!" Gabriel called from the stack of half-empty boxes.
"Don't mind if I do," Meg said. She pulled Castiel across the room to the food. This was good because without her to guide him he probably would have never moved. Dean was distracting, after all.
Dean was wearing a white crew-neck and tight, dark jeans. He was only sitting on the couch now, but Castiel could imagine what he would look like standing up. And believe me, he imagined.
Castiel ate his pizza in silence, watching all the people around him. That's what he usually did around people: avoid and observe. Sam, Dean, and Gabriel were arguing over whether or not Princess Lea was a Disney princess; Gabriel insisted she was, Dean said she wasn't, and Sam was caught in the middle, as both sides had valid points. Jessica was experimenting with Jo's hair. Jo was telling Jessica about the time she punched Dean in the face when he tried to kiss her when they were four. Meg and Charlie were, once again, talking about Star Trek, which they never seemed to stop doing.
Suddenly Gabriel said, "I'm bored. Let's watch a movie!"
"Whose turn is it to pick?" Jo asked.
"Well it was my turn last time," Sam said, "so now Dean gets to choose."
"Hell yeah." He walked over to Charlie's shelf of DVDs. After a few minutes he pulled some out.
"Little Shop of Horrors?" he asked, holding it up.
"That movie terrified me as a kid," Jessica said.
"Same here," said Gabriel.
"How about...Supergirl?"
"God, I tried to watch that once," Meg said. "The acting sucks. And the 'special effects' aren't even worth mentioning."
"I should burn that later..." Charlie murmured to herself.
"You guys...Mean Girls." Dean smirked and held up the DVD case.
"Oh now we're talkin!" Gabe called from the couch.
"Best movie I've ever seen," said Jessica.
"Lindsey Lohan at her finest," remarked Sam.
"Four for you, Glen Coco!" Charlie shouted fron the couch.
"We all practically have that one memorized," Jo said, smiling.
"What's Mean Girls?"
The noise that once filled the room disappeared. Everyone was silent for a good ten seconds.
"Castiel, did you just ask what Mean Girls is?" Meg asked.
"Yes. I have never watch-"
A gasp echoed through the room. "You've never watched Mean Girls?" Charlie stared in disbelief.
"Never."
"Welp. It's settled. Mean Girls it is." Dean loaded it into the DVD player.
"You poor, unclutured soul..." Jo sighed.
"Prepare for the movie of this generation," Dean said, grinning. Castiel sat down on the chair next to Meg.
The movie started. It was very...educational. Castiel saw a lot of himself in Cady. Uncultured, confused by references, nerdy, just accepted into a clique. But there was one line that Castiel could really connect with: "Because I've got a big lesbian crush on you! Suck on that!" If only real life was that simple. If only.
When the movie was over, Gabriel once again said that he was bored.
"Well what are we supposed to do about it?" Sam asked.
"We could play a game," Gabriel said.
"You kiddies have fun with that," Charlie said, looking at her phone. "My favorite johnlock fanfic just got updated, so I might be a little emotionally unstable for a while."
"Is it, by any chance, Demons and Nutella by ThespiansKC?"
"AW HELLS YEAH!" They fangirled about that fanfiction to each other, and the other six carried on with their previous conversation.
"Well what game do you suggest?" Jo asked.
"Monopoly?"
"No," said Jessica. "The last time we played Monopoly, Dean wanted to kill me for owning all the oranges."
"And I totally would have if Sam wasn't your boyfriend," Dean spat bitterly.
"What about...Sorry?" Gabriel suggested.
"There's only room for four players on that," Jo said. "And Charlie and Meg are the only ones who don't wanna play."
"Plus Dean nearly destroyed the board when he lost last time," Sam smirked.
"Hmm..." Gabriel thought for a minute. "I've got it! Twister!"
"Omigawsh yes!" Jo jumped up to get the box off a shelf.
"Cas, you've never played Twister, have you?" Sam asked.
"No. I have never played that game."
"God, he's like a martian," Jessica said, quoting the movie they just watched.
Jo walked back to them with a box in her hands. "The rules are simple enough," she said, emptying the box. "Just do whatever the spinner says. Only one hand or foot on each spot, and only one spot for each hand or foot. Once a hand or foot in on a spot, it can not be switched until instructed to do so. If you fall, you lose. When there are only two people left, we find the Twister Winner and the Number One Twister Loser. We do a lightening round when we might say, "Person A do this, Person B do that," or something to that degree. The person outlasts the other is the Twister Winner. The person who falls over is the Number One Twister Loser, and they have to take the empty pizza boxes out to the back trash can outside."
"Okay," Castiel said. "Let's do this."
Gabriel said that since Sam had such long legs, he shouldn't be able to play. Being his height was basically chesting and he would beat the rest of them effortlessly. Sam actually agreed, saying, "You hobbits have fun playing. I'm doing the spinner." So Gabriel, Castiel, Dean, Jo, and Jessica took their shoes off and got ready to play.
"Right foot green." Easy enough. They all stepped on a green dot.
"Right hand yellow." Okay. It was basically all of them squatting next to each other, since yellow was right next to green.
"Left foot red."
"Oh come on!" Jo said. "That's not even possible! Red's way over there!"
"Cas seems to be doing just fine."
This was true. Castiel was pulling it off flawlessly, but he felt stupid with all the people staring at him. Jessica went for it, falling into perfect splits. She was short, but being a cheerleader had its perks. Dean could do it as well. Jo just barely made it; her toes were hardly touching the dots, but they let her pass because she kind of had it. But when Gabriel attempted it, he couldn't touch red and fell on his back. Everyone laughed at him as he grumpily walked away. He sat down on the chair next to Sam. He looked angry, but he couldn't pretend for long. He smiled as he imagined watching the four players suffering.
"Left hand blue." That was easy, as most of them were already almost doing that. right now, most of them were doing a splits-ish thing with their hands to steady them.
"Right hand blue." That ws basically just a race to see who could reach the blue spots the fastest. Jessica and Jo fought over the same spot, with Jo coming out victorious. Jessica got up to sit next to Sam.
"Left foot green." Easy, now they were all doing some stupid-looking bridge type thing.
"Right foot red."
"Dammit not again," sighed Jo. "I just got out of that." But they all pulled it off.
"Right hand green." Another race to see who was fastest, so naturally, Jo fell over in her rush.
So now it was just Castiel and Dean. In the lightening round. Where the audience could have them do anything. Meg was smiling devilishly from her corner of the couch. In fact, everyone seemed to be grinning in that same mischevious manner. Dean didn't see them. Castiel put three and seven together and came to the conclusion that yes, they were going to make Dean and Cas very close to each other.
"Cas, left hand red." He stretched closer to Dean.
"Both of you right foot green." They put their feet right next to each other.
"Dean, right hand red." He used the space right next to Cas's hand.
"Cas, right hand red." He was doing a wierd carblike thing by now.
"Dean, left hand red." Their hands were all aligned on the red spots, one after an other. Dean's right, Cas's right, Cas's left, Dean's left.
"Cas left foot green." The only person who could make this more awkward than it already was would be Meg.
She had never failed to meet his expectations before. She wouldn't stop now. "Dean...left foot green."
Everything next happened in two seconds that felt like forever.
Dean was hovering over Castiel. Just right there over him. A thousand things ran through Castiel's mind. But there was one that he decided was his fate. 'Dean Winchester will fall for me.'
Their eyes met. Dean's eyes. Those gorgeous green orbs. Those eyes that made him fall in love for the first time. Then Castiel forgot everything except those eyes.
He forgot that he was a nerd and that Dean was a jock. That he was a virgin and Dean was a player. He forgot that maybe Dean didn't like boys. He forgot that he was surrounded by other people. It's not like what he wanted to do was even scandalous. A bit out of character, out of place, maybe out of line. But nobody besides Dean would even see it. But when Dean did see it, he would understand.
So Castiel Novack winked at Dean Winchester.
And Castiel knew that Dean had fallen for him.
Dean fell for him. Dean fell on him. On top of him. Dean's head was lying on top of Castiel's heart. Dean's knees were on the ground between Castiel's legs. Castiel was still holding himself up, but he couldn't for much longer. Not only was he holding up his own weight, but Dean's as well. And the fact that their eye contact had broken made him remember who he was, reminding him tht he wasn't actually strong at all.
"Dean..." Sam's voice called from somewhere. "You lost."
"Shut up, Sammy," Dean mumbled into Castiel's chest. Dean pushed himself off of Castiel. Castiel hastily scrambled onto the couch, next to Meg. Luckily, Gabriel, Sam and Jessica were talking, and Jo and Charlie were talking, so they didn't hear Meg and Castiel's conversation.
"Congratulations, Calarance!" He bitchfaced her. She just laughed. "I brought you two together. Now is the time when you thank me."
He said nothing.
"Well fine. Remember what we talked about in the car? Of course you do. Now it's time for step three."
"Now?"
"Now. He's already outside. Excuse yourself and when he comes back in, take him into Charlie's room to talk to him. And it should be Charlie's room because it's right there, conveniently by the front door that he will walk out of soon."
He bitchfaced her with all the bitchfacity he could muster. "I swear if this doesn't go well I will kill you."
"Go get 'em, tiger." Cas stood up and asked Charlie where the bathroom was. Luckily, she pointed to the same hallway that lead to the front door. So he walked down it.
It was now or never.
boo me for leaving you witha cliffhanger. Sorry! but this chapter is uber long (I think) so expect another soon! There was a reference to the wonderful and amazing Perdition Raiser in the twenty-fourth paragraph. If you ever get bored with me, go read her Supernatural fics because they are SO AMAZING I CANNOT EVEN. Also, for you johnlockians out there, GO READ DEMONS AND NUTELLA IT IS BEAUTIFUL. Whoospies, got a little carried away there.
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