Castiel gets up to the sound of his alarm clock, looking over to see Dean still sound asleep. Today is the first day of classes and while they do not share any classes, thank goodness, they do start at the same time. He stares at the man, sound asleep without a care in the world, and contemplates waking him up. Deciding to wait until he's taken a shower to avoid any fighting, he gathers his stuff and heads into their bathroom. Dressed in nothing but his boxers with a towel to dry off, he finds Dean sitting up and yawning.
"And so Lazarus has risen from the dead." The brunette mumbles, receiving a groan from his roommate.
"Dude today already sucks since I have to go to class, don't start reciting scripture to me as well!" Dean complains and Castiel rolls his eyes.
"That is not a quote from the bible, Dean, it just something I came up with." He explains, sliding his pants on and using the towel to dry off his hair, revealing his still wet chest.
"Great, a nerdy bible thumper who uses biblical references as jokes", grumbles Dean, his eyes noticeably looking Castiel over. "Just my luck."
Castiel chucks his towel in the man's face before putting a shirt on. "And a roommate who's dick is indiscriminate; just my luck."
"What? Leave little Dean out of this, he's done nothing to you. And has no interest in you, I assure you."
Castiel scoffs. "Little Dean, huh? Should have figured that would be the level of imagination your immature mind could conjure."
"Again with the three dollar words." Dean sighs, getting up and pulling a random shirt and jeans out of his dresser, making Castiel cringe.
"You know, this explains so much. I thought you were dressing like a blind man but you really are just one of those guys who don't care." He mocks, amused as the man gets frustrated.
"What's so great about getting anal over your clothing? As long as I don't run around naked isn't that enough?" Dean points out as he heads to the bathroom.
"I guess you have a point. The less of your skin I have to see, the better."
"Good boy. Now you're catching on." Dean mocks before disappearing behind the door.
"Lucky me…" Castiel mumbles, grabbing his stuff and heading out. It's early, and he'll probably be twenty minutes ahead of schedule, but any more time with Dean might just drive him insane. "I'm leaving!" He calls.
"I don't care!" Dean hollers back from the shower.
"I'm aware you don't", he groans to himself. When he arrives at the classroom he sees a group of other people sitting around it waiting as well. Without a word he sits down next to Balthazar, who turns and flashes him a cocky smirk.
"Roommate still giving you problems?" He asks, receiving a relatively telling glare from the boy beside him. Laughing at his friend's pain, Balthazar pats him on the back. "Don't worry about it. Just take solace in the fact your brother is getting along well with his roommate and I have my own place filled daily with beautiful women."
"How do I take solace in these facts exactly?"
"They make your brother and I happy. Along with your amusing situation."
Castiel sighs. "Please stop talking to my brother all the time."
"Don't count on it."
"Hey, Balthazar, who is the new kid?" An older man asks, looking at the two curiously.
"This is Castiel. Castiel, this is Michael." Balthazar explains and Michael smiles at him, shaking a nervous Castiel's hand.
"It is nice to meet you, Castiel. How old are you?"
"Twenty."
"Starting a little late, huh?" Michael asks, shrugging. "Can't say much, I'm just coming in at twenty-two thanks to military service."
"How admirable. Thank you for your years of service." Castiel says, almost robotically as he looks the man's hand, feeling callouses similar to those on Dean's hands. Could that be why he didn't join college right away? Such a noble reason doesn't seem fitting for him, so probably not.
Michael looks at the boy curiously. "Something interesting about my hand?" He asks, making Castiel tense up and quickly let go.
"S-sorry, they just reminded me of someone's…"
A small smile comes to Michael's face. "Ahh, say no more. I understand."
Castiel feels his left eye twitch slightly at the implications in the man's voice. "No, I really doubt that you do…"
Balthazar watches the two and begins laughing. "Castiel and Dean? That's fricken priceless! That's absolutely impossible, Michael. Believe me, out of all the people on this planet, Castiel would never be interested in Dean."
"That's correct." Castiel says, looking away in disgust. "That man is simply an unavoidable disaster."
"Disaster, huh? That sounds pretty harsh…" Anna says from the other side of Michael.
"Not at all. I've met him, he seems like an underdeveloped ape." A man across from them states.
"Raphael, that's mean." The man next to him says, receiving an unamused look from Raphael.
"Be quiet Joshua, you have not even met him." Raphael orders and Castiel looks at him.
"I do not believe you have spent a long time with him either, so what gives you the right to badmouth him?" Castiel asks, receiving a smile from the smaller boy on his other side.
"Castiel is right, you should not judge on first meetings." The boy says, looking to Raphael. "Especially so harshly."
"Samandriel, if you met him you would understand." Raphael says, as if it explains everything, and Samandriel just decides to shut his mouth.
"How do all know each other already?" Castiel asks, deciding to change the topic.
"Oh! Well you see we all met at the college open house of sorts." Samandriel explains. "It was the…"
"Orientation is the name." Raphael helps, looking over to Castiel. "And why weren't you there?"
"I have already taken classes here last semester, so I saw no need to go to orientation." Castiel explains before his classmates go quiet, all looking down the hall. Turning to see what could do such a thing, Castiel sees an older man with dark brown hair, walking with a cane an unreadable expression.
"Good morning students, I'm your professor Julian Reynolds." The man explains, leading them all inside.
Castiel watches the man intently. He met him last semester and the man was both practical and strangely welcoming. There was no unnecessary flattery that felt false with him, only facts. It's truly no secret Julian is the one who made him love the major. Well, he doesn't exactly broadcast it either, but still.
The class goes by quickly, all the students are well behaved and Julian is a pretty easy going guy for the most part. After his classes with Julian and the other students, Castiel and Balthazar go get lunch with Samandriel and Anna, where they meet with the last person he wants to see. Sitting with Sam and Gabriel is Dean, the three laughing together.
"Haha! This is just perfect!" Balthazar says, dragging a very reluctant Castiel over to the table.
"Hey there little bro, fun first day?" Gabriel asks, grinning at the completely silent boy now sitting next to him. "Castiel? Hey, kid, forgot how to speak?"
"He's overwhelmed by my presence." Dean jokes and Castiel stares at him unamused.
"Underwhelmed would be more appropriate. However, good job with knowing big word. I'm highly impressed." Castiel says, admittedly taking a sort of joy out of Dean's newfound annoyance.
"You-! Ugh, can you go five seconds without insulting me? Dick." Dean groans.
"Don't be so mean to Castiel!" Samandriel speaks up, looking to Dean. "He stood up for you!"
"Samandriel, that's not needed." Castiel says, turning away awkwardly.
"Whoa, wait, what?" Dean looks at Castiel in shock. "You stood up for me?"
"Insults can only be given by those who know what they are talking about. That guy didn't know you." Castiel mumbles, his voice going quieter with each word.
"You two are very strange." Anna says, looking between the two who are now sharing an awkward silence. She turns her attention to Sam and Gabriel. "You two are roommates as well on the same floor. How are you doing together?"
"Excellent!" Gabriel says, wrapping an arm around Sam's shoulders and pulling him closer. "The kid can't get enough of me!"
"Oh yes, I just love waking up to prank after prank." Sam says sarcastically before Gabriel ruffles his hair.
"No need to play hard to get. We all know you love me kid." He teases and Castiel notices a distinct pink tint come to Sam's face. Dean seems to notice it as well as him and Castiel stare at Sam with the same surprised look.
"Oh." Castiel mumbles.
"Shit…" Dean groans, turning to share a look with Castiel. "If your brother touches mine anywhere below the shoulders I will kick his ass." He whispers, making sure Sam and Gabriel can't hear.
Castiel looks at him unamused. "I would very much like to see you try."
Samandriel pats Castiel on the shoulder. "Do not worry. I'm sure you could take him." He says, smiling at the confused brunette.
"Um…yes. Thank you." Castiel says awkwardly.
"Who the hell is this kiss-ass?" Dean asks annoyed, glaring at Samandriel.
A/N: Their teacher is Death, by the way. Julian is the actor's name and his last name is the first name of another character Julian played. Ooohhh hint of Sam and Gabe! There will be more on them, promise. Sabriel is more of a side couple but they are still important. THEY STILL MATTER.