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Dean:
I blinked my eyes twice before realizing what just happened. Castiel Novak winked at me. Was that considered flirting?
"Well, I guess you're all mine then."
Castiel had just hinted something sexual to me, a guy. Was Castiel gay? Impossible. After all those girls he has been with, it was enough for anyone to know that he was straight. Maybe I'm special. No stop it Dean, he was joking. Don't make a fool out of yourself.
I played it off by giving him a nervous laugh and a smile. We spent the rest of the period talking about our similarities and not our differences. Castiel was interesting and fun to talk to. Although we only talked for what seemed like a short amount of time, I found out loads about him.
"Hey, are you free after school? We should work on this since we didn't do anything during class," Castiel said to me as we were leaving class.
"No, sorry. Jo and I are hanging out. Tomorrow?
"Yeah. It's a date," Castiel said, winking at me again.
I was about to respond with a lame Okay, but realized that I was blushing and sweating like crazy.
"Castiel was flirting with you?" Jo yelled in disbelief.
"Not exactly flirting, but he implied something," I said, looking around to check if anyone was listening in. I told Jo the details of what happened.
"Dude, Castiel is totally gay for you," Jo said, imitating the wink Castiel gave me.
"You think so?" I asked, wondering of that was even possible.
"Some people are born gay and some people have gayness thrusted upon them, at least that's how I think it goes. Don't matter. What matters is finding out if he really does like you," Jo said.
"How?" I asked.
"Just ask."
"What? No! You would never ask a girl if she liked you or not."
"Fine, but you need to figure out if you like Castiel."
I was silently thinking to myself for a minute.
"Do you?" Jo asked again, impatient.
"I don't know," I said.
"Because if you do, you should make it clear to him. Don't let your feelings go by unnoticed."
Dean nodded.
"I'm so excited for you! My little boy is growing up so fast," Jo said, wiping a fake tear off the corner of her eye.
I laughed at the way she made everything dramatic.
Castiel:
I looked around the cafeteria for Meg and sat next to her. "What's wrong?" I asked her, sensing that she seemed distracted.
"My friend just told me that he was gay," Meg said turning to me.
"Who is he?" I asked, curious if he was anyone I knew.
"You don't know him. Anyways, I was thinking about deep stuff about love. I mean if two people love each other, they should be together regardless of their gender or even race. People have no right to decide other people's happiness. Right?" Meg said.
"Right," I replied, my mouth full of my ham and cheese sandwich. I reached for my water to wash the food down.
"Then I was thinking about me. Did you ever have a gay thing?" Meg continued.
I spit my water from my mouth back into the bottle. Meg made a face at me. "What? No! Why would you think that?" I said defensively.
"I had a gay thing once except I never thought about it like that. I guess I still like her now that I think about it," Meg said, putting away her finished food.
"And when was this?" I asked, looking around the cafeteria for Dean.
"Before I was dating you," Meg said. "Who are you looking for?"
"No one," I replied, smiling when I finally saw him. He was sitting down with Jo laughing. The way his whole face lit up when he was laughing was so adorable. I wanted to be able to do that.
"He's cute," Meg said, smiling at me.
"I wasn't looking at him," I said, blushing and looking back to my food.
"I knew you had a gay thing too," Meg said smirking at me.
"He's not my gay thing. I met him yesterday."
"If you like him, make a move."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"I don't even know if he's gay or not and I can't be known as the straight guy gone gay at school."
Meg rolled her eyes. "Do you like him?"
"I don't know. He's interesting."
"If you like someone, what others think isn't important. The Castiel I know is never shy or quiet when he likes someone. The fact that you act like this for one boy means that you like him a lot."
"But does that make me gay? I am still attracted to girls, I think."
"You could be bisexual, who knows. Maybe I am too."
I thought about what Meg said for the rest of the day.
Dean:
English was the only class where I got to sit with Castiel and I had it seventh period on Wednesdays. I spent a lot of time repeating what Jo said to me in my head. The first four periods was hell and full of short stares between me and Castiel.
"So, what did he say?" Jo asked me as soon as she found me.
"Nothing. I can only talk to him during English for the project," I said.
"Damn it. I was looking for some juicy details," Jo said.
"Oh right, Castiel is coming over to my house after school today so don't wait up."
Jo's face lit up. "That fast?"
"Not for the reason you're thinking of. He's coming over for the project."
"Hey, what better ways to tell a man you like him than to get him up to your room," Jo said, suggestively.
I rolled at eyes at her. "Nothing's going to happen."
Castiel:
When seventh period came, I remembered that I had to go to Dean's place after school and also that I should have worn a better shirt.
"Hi," I said to Dean, as I moved my legs to let him pass next to me.
"Hello Castiel," he said, giving me a smile. He sat down and immediately pulled out the sheet of paper from yesterday. "I drew out some designs for the poster board just to make it more creative. I don't know if you would like it so I brought all of them. We don't have to use these if you don't want to."
He handed me the sheets of paper and inevitably, out hands meet. He pulled away just as fast as our fingers touched.
I looked down to his artwork surprised. Each picture he drew was amazing and so incredibly detailed. "These are really good you know."
"Thanks. Which one is the best for the poster?"
"Um, these are all great. How about this one?" I flipped the picture with the angel wings towards him.
He nodded in approval. "I was thinking of that one too."
"You should join the art club or something. You never told me you drew so well."
"I'm not that good and you never asked."
"You just don't know how amazing you are huh?"
Dean started at him and blinked in the cutest way. "What?"
"I said you're amazing, at drawing."
Dean laughed nervously. "That's what Jo says to me a lot too."
"It's true. Oh yeah, are we still up to go to your place after school?"
"Sure."
"Great." I breathed in nervously. I hoped that it wouldn't be one of those weird meeting the parents as friends moments, not that it would ever go past being friends.
Though I never cared too much about school or work, it seemed that Dean did so I did my best to impress him with my fake work ethics. I tried to focus on work, but my heart kept beating faster and faster when I thought about his house and what could happen.