DEAN'S POINT OF VIEW
I woke up to see Castiel leaning over me, his face only inches from mine. "I worried if you were still alive or not," he said solemnly. I yawned and sat up. "Did you get into the bed with me last night?" I asked him, looking confused. "No, you came and laid next to me. I think your nightmares were getting to you. Are you feeling alright now?" I nodded and got up. He stepped towards me, looking concerned. "What?" He sighed and shook his head. "It's just...you look awful" I glared at him and smacked his chest "My nipple!" "I look sexy, shut up" "Sorry, sorry. You're right. You look totally sexy!" I texted Sam to see how he was, then I walk down the hallway with Castiel following me.
"What are we gonna do today? We don't have any jobs and there's nothing to research.." I pulled out my car keys as we neared the impala "I was thinking we could hang out at the park or see a movie. Something like that." Cas's face lit up like a Christmas tree and he started jumping up and down. "The park?! Like, with swings and happy go rounds and monkey bars and SLIDES? OH THE SLIDESSSSSSSSS" I stared at him, my mouth slightly agape. "You child," I finally said, getting in the car. He slid in next to me and stared at me, smiling ear to ear.
I was going to ditch the park, but I decided that I didn't want to let the angel-boy down. I had barely stopped the car when he already jumping out and running towards the playground, throwing off his trench coat and kicking off his shoes. I smiled. It was kind of adorable, actually. Weird, but adorable.
"OH MY GOSH THIS IS THE GREATEST THING IN ALL OF EXISTANCE" Cas screeched while sliding down the mega-huge-looks-unsafe-for-all-ages slide. It was black...the perfect color to hide all the children's blood. You may think I'm exaggerating but seriously, this thing was HUGE. I wasn't a fan of heights. Like, at all. No way was I going down that thing. I don't care who you are, that thing was scary. And of course, Castiel loved it.
He ran around the immense park, laughing and skipping the whole time. It was pretty pathetic, and I constantly kept thinking that he was drunk. But he wasn't drunk, this was just him being himself. "Hey Dean!" he called out. "What?" I responded in a bored way. "What's a pussy?" he called back. I looked up from my phone, wide eyed. "Please tell me you're not reading the graffiti under the slides." He laughed and responded, "I am!"
I sighed and got up, about to walk over to him. I stopped when I noticed a male jogger running past the park, wearing tight bike shorts and a blue tank top. He stopped for a second and winked at me before moving on. He kept staring at me as he was running past. "Why does everyone think i'm gay?" I mumbled, walking over to Cas.
"Don't read that stuff. It's gross." He nodded, looking confused "I thought only the pizza man could say some of these things, Dean..." I sighed and pulled him up off the ground. "You ready to go?" He shrugged and said "I really wanted to go down that slide with you," He said, pointing up at the mega-huge-looks-unsafe-for-all-ages slide that I was having daymares about 20 minutes ago. "It was TERRIFYING!" He laughed, skipping over to it. I shook my head. "No way in hell am I going up there with you, Castiel!" He sighed and sat on the top of the slide. "Dean, pleaseeee!" the stupid kid started pouting, sticking his bottom lips out and making puppy dog eyes at me. I groaned loudly and walked over to him, mumbling a quite affirmative.
I slide behind him on the slide, about a foot away from him. "No no no, you have to hold on to me. It'll make us go faster, and that way we won't crash into each other!" He said casually, like it was common knowledge that every grown man should know to hold on to his best friend while going down a tremendous, gothic slide.
But just to make him happy, I slid closer and enclosed his body in my arms. He smiled and leaned back on me, murmuring "Are you ready?" Before I could say that this whole thing was stupid and we should just go get food, he kicked off and we both went swishing down the hill. I don't quite remember the 10 second experience because I was too dizzy. Cas said I screamed like a little kid, and he laughed. He then proceeded to where he left his trench coat and converse, sliding them both on.
Once we were both back in the car, I leaned back in my seat and stared out the window. That was awful. I'm going to either throw up or punch a baby. (Not literally, but in my mind.) Castiel tilted his head "You okay there, big boy?" I nodded and set the car in gear, coming out of my trance.
I drove us to the movie theatre, where we watch 2 movies. We watched The Hunger Games movie (the first one) and we watched the Disney movie Tangled. Ya know, the one about the hot animated chick with the long hair who has a wicked milf mother and...well, you know the story. It was mid afternoon by the time we were done at the theatre. We decided to walk around the mall.
"Dean! Could you believe it? How much conditioner does she use on all that hair every morning?! There was so MUCH! But *starts singing* at last I seeeee the lighttttt!" I stepped away from him, trying to act like I didn't know him and that he was a stranger. People still stared. He kept singing. "And it's like the fog has lifted! And at last I see the light, and it's like the sky is new. And it's warm and real and bright, and the world has somehow shifted. All at once, everything looks different, now that I see youuuuuuu" he finished off, singing to a mannequin in Old Navy.
"Well, Cas, I'm glad that you've found your plastic soul mate, but can you stop singing?" He smiled and nodded, seeming to finally understand that it wasn't normal to belt out a Disney song in the middle of a crowded mall. I hadn't been shopping for clothes in a while, so this was a new thing for me. Castiel hadn't been shopping in a while, either, but he was better at it than me.
He held up a pair of black leather jeans and a skin-tight cheetah print shirt that said #SWAG on it. I shook my head slowly and glared at him. "Never in a million years will you see me in that, Cas." But after a whole entire 30 minutes of him prodding and singing Disney music, I gave in. I just wanted him to shut up.
I went into the dressing room and squeezed on the clothes. They were not comfortable...at all. My ass felt like it was being suffocated. I could barely breathe. My nipples rubbed off a little more each time I moved or inhaled. Cas opened the door slowly, bursting out laughing. "Oh my lanta! Oh yes! Yes! Oh my balls, this is amazing! I love it! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He kept laughing, so I just shut the door and ripped the clothes off. I slid my own clothes back on and walked out of the dressing room. He smiled at me for a minute before bursting into a loud laughing fit again.
"Okay okay, I get it. It was hilarious. Whatever." I said sarcastically, walking out of the store. Castiel followed after me, still laughing a little bit. I rolled my eyes. After walking and talking for a few minutes, we found a Candyopolis. That was something we would both like, so we walked in.
Surprisingly, we were the only customers in the store. There was only one person working, a girl that looked to be in her early twenties, and she barely paid us any attention. From the sounds of it, she was having a fight with her boyfriend, or SOME guy, on her cellphone. Castiel rolled his eyes as the cashier loudly popped her gum, obviously trying not to sob. He hated it when people popped their gum.
They had strobe lights on, so it was mainly dark in the store accept for the flashing...the really bright flashing...Anyway, I liked the lights. They were actually pretty cool, and it was a neat twist to the mall's monotonous chain of boutiques. Castiel eyes went wide, and he smiled up at the ceiling. He leaned over and spoke into my ear "We should dance," I stared at him incredulously. "Castiel, I am not going to dance with you in the middle of a candy store." The song Shooting Star by Owl City was playing in the back round. It was pretty loud for back round music. It was a dancy type of song, but I still wasn't going to dance with him.
Castiel playfully punched me in the shoulder and stepped back. His feet barely touched the floor as he pranced around, spinning and pirouetting. He looked both graceful and awkward all at once in some weird way. After watching him dance all by himself for several minutes to Owl City and Cascada, I smiled and nearly jumped in. He saw my flinch and came over to me. Pulling my arms toward him, he smiled a devilish smile and interlocked our fingers together.
Before I knew what I was doing, he was spinning me around and dipping me, catching me every single time. We pretty much repeated the same dance moves over and over again until a slow sort of song came on. Bless the Broken Road by Rascal Flatts was now playing. He pulled me closer to him until our chests were almost touching. Our fingers still laced in each other's, he sang quietly to me. "Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars pointing me on my way to your loving arms. This much I know is true...that God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you."
I breathed out shakily, afraid to look up. If I looked into those crystal eyes of his, I would probably do something stupid. Like...kiss him. That would be REALLY stupid. Cas kept singing to me and I leaned my head on his shoulder. We slow danced like that for a while. People probably thought that we were raging homosexuals that were gonna go home and have passionate butt-sex, but I didn't care. I was done being embarrassed of him. Whenever he did something silly in public, I tried to act like I didn't know him. I acted like I wasn't with him.
The thing is, I'm lucky to have a person like Castiel Novak in my life. I should stop looking at his quirky characteristics like they're a bad thing, and start looking at them like they're a gift. I wouldn't want him to change for anyone or anything. He's perfect the way he is. Or, I should put it more like he's perfectly imperfect. Something like that.
Cas tilted his head and smiled curiously, furrowing his brow. "You okay? Your face went all blank for a minute." "Yeah," I responded "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm actually doing really good. You okay?" He nodded and hugged me tightly. I hesitated before hugging him back.
We spent the next 2 hours getting sugar-loaded in that stupid store. By the time we had walked out, our eyes hurt from the lights and our stomachs hurt from the all the sweets. Cas was almost shaking, he was so hyper. I was on the verge on exploding, as well. We both hopped to the car, which was all the way on the other side of the mall. We were hopping for about 20 minutes nonstop.
As soon as we were in the impala, Castiel crashed. He was asleep in the blink of an eye. I drove back to the motel as quickly as I could, looking over at him every few minutes to make sure he was okay. He snored lightly, which I found quite winsome. When we finally pulled up to the hotel, I got out of the car and opened up his door. I picked him up in my arms, carrying him bridal style, and closed his door with my hip.
I carried Castiel up the stairs as quietly and quickly as I could. He wasn't crazily heavy like I expected him to be. I'm not saying he's fat, but he is bigger than me. It must've just been so easy to carry him because I'm so manly and strong...yeah...that's it.
Carefully laying Cas down on the bed, I pulled a blanket over him and tucked a pillow under his head. I had an Edward Cullen moment where I just stared at him for a little bit, examining all his features. He looked younger when he was asleep. He also looked more innocent. He looked like a little kid who was lost and wanted nothing more than to go home. He scrunched up his nose, his lips quirking up at the sides. I smiled down at him and brushed a bit of hair out of his face.
I sat up in bed for quite a while, thinking about today. It was one of the most fun days I've had in a long time. And, although I would never admit it to Castiel...I actually liked it when he sang. Silly or no, his singing was pretty awesome. Finally, after listening to Cas's light snuffling, I fell asleep. I dreamed of today happening over and over again, never ending.