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"Dean" Castiel said facing his boyfriend, "can you please do something for me?"
"Anything Cas, you know that" Dean pulled his boyfriend close to him.
"Can you try to lighten up a little, on the beating people up and stuff" Castiel begged.
"Yeah, of corse. If you want I'll even ask if you know them first" Dean smiled.
"Dean, I'm not joking. Please"
"Okay, I promise" Dean lent down to kiss Castiel right as his mum opened the front door,
"Hurry up Castiel, the sooner his of the porch the better" she said
"go back inside, I'll only be a few more seconds" Castiel didn't even look at her. He wasn't sure how much longer he could put up with his parents. His mum turned back around and walked in but she left the front door open.
"Sorry about them" Castiel rolled his eyes. Dean finished his attempted kiss,
"See you later okay" Dean said.
"Yeah" Castiel closed the door.
"So when are you gonna let him go?" Castiel's mum asked.
"My god, did you guys ever think that maybe, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him?" Castiel shouted.
"Castiel, be reasonable here. Dean, is bad news"
"Mum, just shut up for once in your life. Just shut up!"
"Don't talk to you mum like that" his dad butted in.
"I don't want to dumb him, you know that but you'll say everything you can and do all you can to make me break up with. The worst part of that is the fact that we all know that eventually you'll say something or do something I won't be able to with stand and I'll end up doing it. It might take a few days might take half a year but at some point you will do or say it and I won't be able to keep saying no" Castiel cried.
"Then why not do it now?" his dad asked
"because I want to enjoy it while I can" Castiel ran up the stairs and into his room. Closing the door he feel to his knees.
He'd felt this before. The pain. The sadness. That one burning desire to do the only thing that can make his feel better. It grew stronger every second he fought against it. He couldn't deny how he missed the feeling. He miss the razor feeling cold against his skin as he dragged it down. Castiel couldn't lie, he wanted to do it again. After all we all get addicted to something that takes the pain away. He'd lasted a few days without it. One more day should be easy. But it's not. It starts with the thought, the next thing you know you just see the blood flowing out from the wound you created.
"Damn it" he whispered to himself.
He thought about Dean and what Dean would think if he did. But while he was thinking he had unknowingly been scratching his old scars until they'd bleed. He didn't even know he'd done it until the warm liquid was running down his arm by which time his had was red with blood.
"Damn it" he said again.
He whipped his tears with his bloody hand. spreading the blood on his face. He got up and walked into Gabriels old room, which his parents had made his studio. He looked at his not even half finished painting. He picked up his paint brush. Poured paint onto his paint pallet and started painting. He painted all night and most of the morning. It took him hours. Almost a day until he could finally take a step back and say,
"I finished it."
After he'd left it to dry he came back and picked it up,
"I'm going out" was all he said to parents before heading out the door to Deans house.
"Castiel" Sam said opening the door, "Deans out at the moment. He'll be back in a minute though if you wanna wait."
"If that's alright"
"Yeah, sure come on in" Mary said poking her head in to see who was at the door, "staying for dinner?"
"If that's alright?"
"Yeah. Whats that?" she asked as he walked in.
"Its my painting. I wanted to show Dean, after all he is part of it" Castiel held it up.
"Thats amazing. Did you paint it but hand?" Sam asked.
"Yeah"
"Wow. John come look at this" Mary called.
"What. Wow. Did you paint that?" John asked following his wives voice.
"Yeah" Castiel said for what seemed like the 100th time.
"Sit down" Mary offered, "hope you like pie and mash?"
"Yeah, that great thanks" Castiel smiled. It was only 5 minutes before Dean walked in,
"Your boyfriends fun" Mary said as he walked in.
"Um, thanks" Dean sat himself down next to Cas. "I didn't know you were coming over? If you'd told me I would have stayed home instead of gone to work at the shop today"
"Shop?"
"My friend Jack, he runs a shop that just sells some random thing that people bring in. Theres a few art pieces their. Some jewelry. Old and used but still usable stuff. I work there sometimes but because his my friend I can get out of work for you, for family or just because I'm feeling lazy."
"I didn't know I was coming over. I wanted to show you this" Castiel said holding up his new art.
"Wow. You did this. Its beautiful" Dean smiled.
"It's us. Well the first chapter of our story" Castiel explained, "see, that's the gallery were we first met. Then the park where we meet the second time. Your bedroom where we had our first kiss. Then our first date."
"Wow. We're even those place. Cas it's beautiful" Dean kissed Castiel's forehead. "You gonna sell it?"
"No. Its personal, I have to keep it. It's part of collection. I still have to do out second date" Castiel smiled.
"Cas, your amazing" Dean layed his head on Castiel's shoulder and pushed the top of his head into the curve of his neck so his hair tickled Cas's skin.