Silent Angel:
Kisses:
"Hey Cas" Dean smiled running towards the boy who was looking at the books in the Library.
"Shhh" said the Librarian.
"Sorry" he whispered, tapping Castiel on the shoulder so he turned around, "you did great at learning last night. I know I told you before I just wanted to tell you again because - because - well you did good man" Dean shrugged, Castiel just smiled at him and nodded. "I'm going to take that as a thank you. Getting a new book already?" Castiel showed him the cover of the book he was looking at. "Stephen King? His good. I only read one of his but it's good. I'm not a big reader but he can most defently write." Castiel chuckled, Dean was acting strange what was wrong with him? He usually didn't ramble like this. "Come on, we need to get to gym. Your house, tonight?" Dean reminded him, "don't forget."
Alister and Crowley hadn't spoken to Dean or Castiel for a while. They watched a lot and they whispered to each other about them but Dena and Cas weren't bothered by it one bit. Since the hole bath room thing everyone had been whispering about them and neither of them really cared.
"You gonna change now or are you gonna wait?" Dean asked Castiel noticing he had gotten his things out but hadn't started changing yet. "You're gonna wait, right?" Castiel nodded, "want me to wait with you" Castiel shock his head, "sure?" he nodded again. "Ok. Want me to stay in here with you while you change?" Castiel shock his head, "you sure?" Castiel nodded, "ok. But I'll only be outside!" So after everyone else ad left the changing room Castiel had started getting changed.
Dean was left standing outside wondering why Castiel was so afraid to show people his body. Dean was pretty sure Castiel didn't look that bad under the clothes and the trench coat he never seemed to take off. Not that he thought about guys that way because he didn't. Did he? He didn't even know anymore. But why was Castiel so afraid of even Dean seeing him get changed. He knew Dean wouldn't laugh or make fun of him but he was still afraid to let him see what he really looked like, which only backed up his abuse theory. And boy did it make Dean's blood boil to think of someone doing that to their own flesh and blood. Finally Castiel came out the changing room, closing the door behind him.
"I don't get why you change alone, is there a chance you'll ever tell me?" Dean asked, Castiel just like always shifted uncomfortably next to him. "I know I shouldn't mention it, I just, I'm just worried about you, I always worry about you." Castiel tilted his head a little at Deans words, "you know what I mean, man. You're my friend and that's what friends do they worry about each other."
"Dodge ball!" The teacher said, "one game, one rule. Two teams. Crowley, and Dean team captains, pick your teams then play. Go!" Castiel wasn't sure if he should be happy or not about Dean choosing him, sure it meant he didn't have to throw balls at Dean but it just gave Crowley and Alister a chance to hit him again. And right now Castiel and Dean were the only two people they were aiming for. Castiel was doing good. He wasn't much of a thrower but he was a great dodger leaving Dean to wonder if he got much practice, it was a plan, Castiel would dodge the balls and Dean would throw them. Because Castiel was such a good dodger their team won every time, leaving Alister and Crowley unhappy with themselves.
"Cas, you showering later?" Castiel nodded, "want me to wait?" Castiel shrugged, "can I shower with you? I don't mean with you in the same shower, I meant in my own shower but at the same time as you" Dean paniced and tried re-phrasing his words. Cas just chuckled, "is that a yes?" Castiel shock his head. "At the same time?" Castiel shock his head again, "ok fine. I'll shower now and I'll wait her for you to finish showering, ok?" Castiel nodded. "Good." Castiel couldn't help but to smile at Deans messed up words. He was doing that a lot lately and it was amusing to watch and listen to. He'd say something wrong and then he'd try to correct himself and sometimes just drop himself further in it. Castiel would just laugh, not knowing how to correct his best friend that's all he could do. "You think this is funny don't you?" Dean asked when Castiel came walking out of the showers fully dressed. Castiel looked at him, titled head, confused expression. "Me, getting my words in a muddle? It's not!" Castiel smiled again. Most of the time he didn't even know he was smiling, he just done it. And Dean though it was cute that he couldn't he was smiling. It made Dean fell special that out of everyone else who tried, it was him who could get Castiel to talk, well almost talk, he could kinda say the alphabet. "What is it with you and never walking around in just a towel?" Dean asked as they walked to their next class, which they hadn't even figured Dean was in yet, "not that I wanna see you in just a towel, because I don't. I'm not saying that I don't think you look good because you do and I don't mean that in a weird homosexual way because I don't. Because I'm not gay, not that it's not ok to be gay because it is, I'm just not gay and It's weird that all the other guys are ok walking around with just a towel on even Johnny and you've seen the size of him, yet theres hardly anything of you and you have to cover yourself up all the time."
Castiel didn't answer. He just carried on walking.
"I know you don't like me talking about it and I know if you could talk you would tell me to shut the fuck up but Cas, if there is anything bothering you, if theres something that your insecure about, you can tell me. I know how it feels to be insecure to worry about what others think and in all honesty to get over that all you have to do is grow a pair of balls and suck it up!" They walked into Castiel's ICT class and Dean didn't even reliese he wasn't meant to be there and neither did the teacher by the fact that he didn't mention Dean wasn't on the register. Dean was to busy talking to Castiel to notice he was in the wrong class.
"You know if you could talk I'd listen right?" Dean asked Cas, he just wanted to be sure Castiel knew he was always there. Castiel nodded his head with a sigh, "good. Don't you dare forget it!"
"Work please" the teacher hissed at them. When Dean turned to the computer and relised he had no idea what he was meant to be doing, he remember he was meant to be in cooking class.
"Shit" he whispered, Castiel looked at him, "I'm in the wrong class" he informed his friend. He would have left if it wouldn't have caused him embarrassment to admit he was in the wrong lesson so he could be excused from the room.
But that kept them laughing all day. All the way home. Micheal was surprised to open the door to a laughing Castiel,
"How do you do it?" Micheal asked Dean before he stepped inside.
"I have no idea" Dean smiled, "is there a room we could work in alone, it's just when we did this at my house we noticed Castiel learned better when it was just us."
"Um" Micheal began, "we just, we like to make sure we can see each other, will having the door open be a problem?"
"Not for me but I'm sure about Cas because like I said he worked better when it was just the two of us because my brother was home and he can't seem to keep his ass still. Cas did better when I was the only one listening."
"I understand that" Micheal assured him, "I do, it's just, certain things that have happened, cause us to keep taps on each other. We just, we like knowing each other's safe, especially when we let strangers in who ask to go into rooms alone with them." Castiel stepped in and pulled Dean away. He left his bedroom door open but sat Dean down on his bed.
"10:00 pm was it Dean?" Micheal shouted from the living room.
"Yeah" Dean replied, he turned back to Cas, "what was he on about in there, certain things have happened. What happened to you Cas? What happened?"
Castiel never answered Dean he just stared blankly at the duvet, not being able to look at the others mans face knowing that if he did, he'd cry.
"We'll just get on with the lesson then" Dean said after a few minutes, "We'll be learning names today." Dean pulled out a piece of paper and and a pen so he could write down the words as well. "My name is Dean. I'll write how you spell it and underneath that I'll write it how you say it." So Dean wrote the word Dean and under that he wrote D-ee-n. Which is how it's spelt. "D-E-A-N" Dean repeated. Castiel moaned and groaned and sighed and winned for awhile before he could finally mutter the word, "den"
"Dean"
"Dan?"
"Dean"
"Den?"
"Close enough" Dean smiled, ruffling Castiel's hair. It was so smooth and thick, like the hair of an angel. Castiel used his hands to put his hair back into place and not listening until it was fixed. "My brothers name is Sam. S-A-M" Dean wrote it he had to write it twice because Sam is spelt and said the same way.
"Sm" Castiel said
"Sam"
"S-aaa-mm"
"Sam"
"Ssss-a-m?"
"Good" Dean said, "your doing good." Dean patted his shoulder. "Your oldest brother, Micheal. M-i-c-e-a-l" Dean sounded it out as he wrote it down and showed Castiel. "Micheal."
"Mikeal"
"Micheal"
"Mickeal?"
"Micheal"
"Miceal?"
"Well done" Dean said again. "Lucifer. L-U-C-I-F-E-R. Again it sounds the way it's spelt." Dean showed Castiel the paper and said it again, "Lucifer."
"Lucyfer"
"Lucifer"
"Lucifr"
"Lucifer"
"Loocifer?"
"Lucifer"
"Lucifr?"
"Near enough" Dean agreed. Castiel was trying hard and he should have known he would get it straight away. "Gabriel. G-AB-R-E-I-L. It is said like it written. Dean explained again" showing Castiel the paper.
"Gabral"
"Gabriel"
"Gabril"
"Gabriel"
"Gabrel"
"Gabriel"
"Gabral"
"If you can get away with calling him that" Dean thought again, who was next? Balthazar. "Balthazar" he said, "B-A-T-H-Z-A-R. Mostly like it's written, missing out the L" Dean pointed it out when he showed Castiel the paper again.
"Balazar?"
"Balthazar"
"balhzar"
"Balthazar"
"Baltazar?"
"Sounds like it" Dean said, "enough like it to work. Who's next? Anna?" Dean wrote, "Anna. A-NN-A."
"Ana?"
"Anna"
"Annnnna"
"See, your getting it" Dean smiled, turning the page. "Uriel. U-O-R-EL"
"Urel"
"Uriel"
"Uorl"
"Uriel"
"Uril"
"Uriel"
"Urel"
"See. I knew you could do it, just two more names, Cas. I know you'll do it. The last on especially. Ralpheal. R-A-L-F-I-E-L" Castiel looked at the paper Dean showed him and said
"Rafel"
"Ralpheal"
"Ralfel"
"Ralpheal"
"Ralphel"
"See. Your doing great. Last one, then you can take a break ok. I promise. Castiel. C-A-S-T-E-L. Thats your name" Dean smiled at him, "the best name in the world, that is."
"Castle?"
"Castiel"
"Castl"
"Castiel"
"Castil"
"Castiel"
"Casel"
"Castiel"
"Castiel?"
"You said it. You said it 100% right. Cas, you did it!" Dean tackled the boy knocking him backwards on the bed, "sorry" he said climbing of him, "ok. Well you did it. You can have a break now. You have your own t.v? What do you watch?" Dean flicked the telly on. "Cartoon? Cool."
"We'll work on hello and good bye next time" Dean assured him, Castiel nodded. It was raining and he was just standing outside Deans front door with him, talking although it was clear Micheal (despite how dry he was because he had a car) was fed up with waiting. "Then please and thank -" Dean was cut off by Castiel's lips over his own. Dean just remembered thinking, 'Wow this is amazing.' He turned his head, he pulled Castiel closed, tightened his grip. He was actually enjoying it. When Castiel pulled away it was clear how confused he was and how scared of what he was feeling, before Dean could even explain, Castiel had run off and Micheal had driven away. Sam opened the door to a very wet and confused Dean standing there.
"Dean" Sam said bringing his brother back to earth, "you ok? How was the lesson?"
"It was, good" Dean sighed his eyes fixed on the end of the road the car had gone down.
"Whats the matter?" Sam asked his brother pulling him inside so he could dry.
"He kissed me" Dean said his hand ghosting over his lips.
"And?"
"It was - good. To say the least" Dean smiled with out even knowing it, just like Cas does.
"What was that?" Micheal asked his brother in the car. Castiel shrugged, he didn't know, he knew what kissing was, a lot of people in books did it, a few in films he'd seen as well. He didn't even know he was doing it until he was half way through doing it, it was like he was possessed or something. But boy did it feel good. "You don't know do you?" Micheal asked. Castiel shock his head, "do you love him?" Castiel shrugged, he wasn't even sure what love was. He'd read about it and he'd watched it but having never felt it and in books and films its always explained differently he wasn't sure what this feeling in his stomach was. What was he going to tomorrow when he had face Dean at school all day for a english trip? What was he gonna say to him, he was sure if Dean liked it or not? If Dean didn't, could they be friends? In books and films things like that, they always messed up.