Sorry this chapter took so long! It has been a busy week for me! I had projects and test and studying and stuff to do in a club (school club, not dance club) and…I was still feeling the symptoms of my cold…just enjoy it…please?
Nathaniel sat next to Castiel, kissing his hand as they waited for his files. After nearly fifteen minutes, they received the pack. They looked through them intently until they found an envelope where the results of his blood work and STD check would be. He started to reach for it when Nathaniel pulled it away.
"Make me a promise."
"Nat, open it!"
"Promise me you won't think of yourself any less if the results aren't good."
"I promise! Now open it!"
Nathaniel leaned over and kissed Castiel.
"Promise."
Castiel sighed.
"I promise I won't think of myself any less if the results aren't good. Now, open it."
Nathaniel opened the envelop and read it carefully.
"What does it say?!"
Nathaniel looked over to Castiel. The redhead's heart sank.
"You're clean!"
Castiel gasped before hugging Nathaniel tightly.
They hurried home so Nathaniel would have time to shower before work. He stepped in and started to clean himself when Castiel slightly opened the curtain.
"Want some company?"
Nathaniel smiled as he pulled Castiel into the shower with him. Water ran over their nude flesh, keeping them warmer as they held each other. Forgetting that he had to go to work, Nathaniel picked Castiel up and laid him down on the shower floor before getting on top of him again. He started to kiss Castiel when the redhead flipped him over and mounted him.
Later that night, Nathaniel came back home and showered once more before going into the bedroom. He smiled at the sight before him. Castiel slept naked on the bed, looking more peaceful than Nathaniel had seen him in what seemed like years. He lay on the bed next to his boyfriend, kissing the redhead's forehead before embracing his body. Nathaniel pulled the sheets up to cover Castiel, who'd fallen asleep before the temperature dropped, before readjusting him to face the blonde. Castiel instinctively rested his head on Nathaniel's chest, snoring loudly for a while before quieting down. Nathaniel kissed his forehead before falling asleep himself.
Saturday came and Nathaniel didn't have to go to work. He'd finished all of his homework and made sure Castiel did the same. They were now laying on the bed next to each other, enjoying the warmth they shared. Nathaniel yawned before kissing Castiel's forehead.
"Wanna go out to lunch?"
"It's early…"
"Cas, it's twelve in the afternoon."
Castiel sighed.
"Alright."
They got dressed and went to a diner. After ordering, they laughed and talked for a while before Nathaniel had to go to the restroom.
Castiel sat at the table, playing with his straw when he heard a familiar voice.
"Castiel?"
"Lysander?"
Castiel looked over to see Lysander walking in behind a young couple. There was a guy who looked a lot like Lysander but with warm chocolate eyes and straight black hair and the girl who Castiel assumed was Lysander's sister.
"Hey, Cas. How are you today?"
"I'm great. How are you?"
"I'm alright. I'm just here with my brother and his girlfriend. It's really a third wheel sort of matter."
Castiel nodded.
"Are you here by yourself?"
"Huh? Oh. No. Nathaniel just went to the restroom."
"That guy seems sort of uptight."
"He can be, but I love him."
"Does that not leave less room for you to enjoy your life?"
"What do you mean?"
"Not to ruin your relationship, but there is little room left for enjoyment when so much time is spent keeping out negativity."
Castiel chuckled.
"Look who's a philosopher."
Lysander laughed before they heard someone exhale nearby. Lysander turned around to find himself face to face with Nathaniel.
"Hello there."
Nathaniel glared at Lysander and sighed.
"Nat, come sit down."
Nathaniel never broke his glare as he spoke to Castiel.
"Get up Cas, we're leaving."
Castiel watched Nathaniel for a moment before getting up and sighing.
"It was nice seeing you Lys."
Lysander smiled and nodded as he walked over to where his brother was standing. Nathaniel grabbed Castiel's hand and almost dragged him from the restaurant.
"We're going home."
Castiel sat in his seat and pulled his seatbelt over himself before watching Nathaniel as they rode home.
"What's with you?"
"What?"
"Why do you hate him so much?"
"I don't hate anyone."
"Then why are you gripping the steering wheel?"
Nathaniel looked down to see his knuckles turning white under his grip and he loosened it before averting his eyes.
"I don't hate anyone…"
"Then what was up with that at the restaurant?"
"I don't trust him. I already told you this."
"But why-"
"Because I see the way he looks at you. He looks like he's focused on everything but the words you say."
"I don't see it."
Nathaniel sighed.
"I know you don't see it, but I do, and I don't want to take a chance with you getting hurt again."
He kissed Castiel's hand.
"I just don't trust him."
Castiel nodded.
They made it home and separated immediately. Nathaniel walked off to take a nap, leaving Castiel in the living room watching television.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
Castiel looked through the peephole at the door to see three police officers standing at the door.
"Shit!"
He hurried into the bedroom and woke Nathaniel.
"Nat! Get up! Hurry!"
"What's wrong baby?"
"The cops are at the door!"
Nathaniel jumped up and got dressed.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Just a second!"
Nathaniel opened the back window of his apartment and helped Castiel out.
"Stay down and keep quiet."
Castiel nodded as he laid flat under the window. Nathaniel closed it and locked it, putting all sorts of trophies and junk in front of it to make it look as if it hadn't been opened in a while. He hurried to the living room and took a deep breath to calm himself before opening the door.
"Yes, officers?"
"We have a warrant to search this apartment for a missing person. Does the name Castiel-"
Nathaniel gasped almost cutting the officers off.
"-mean anything to you-"
"No…I…what? Why do you have a warrant? Are you sure you have the right address?"
"Yes. This is 1020 Fakeadress Lane right?"
"Yes, but-"
"Sir, this young man went missing weeks ago and we traced the car witnesses saw to you and this address. We need to search the house."
"O…kay…but what happened? Did he get kidnapped or something?"
"He was leaving the hospital earlier than he was supposed to and his parents saw him get into a car with someone."
"Oh."
The officers stepped in and searched the apartment thoroughly. Nathaniel sighed in relief when they left his room without opening the window, but they approached him, holding a picture of some sort.
"This is a photo of you and the young man. You know something, and unless you want to spend a long time in prison, you'd better tell us something."
"I don't even know that guy. I was in a teen club taking a selfie and he photo bombed me."
The cops looked at each other for a moment before nodding and setting the photo down. He'd answered quickly, never breaking eye contact, but something was fishy.
"Alright, kid. You're clean, but you're not off the hook yet. We'll be watching you closely."
He nodded as they left. After closing the door, he waited a second, watching through the peephole until the officers left.
"Castiel…"
He rushed into the bedroom and opened his window, pulling Castiel back inside.
"What did they want?"
"They were looking for you."
"Dammit! I knew it!"
"I might go to jail if they don't find you."
Castiel sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't want you to go to jail…just because of me."
"I don't want you to go home if you aren't ready."
"I am home."
"Castiel, we both know you're better off at home with your parents, not hiding from the cops here with me."
"I love you! We've spent so much time and energy trying to be together and now you want to throw it away?!"
"I'm not throwing it away! I want what's best for you. You could go back and finish the year staying with your parents, and then when you're eighteen, we can leave and do whatever we want, no cops, no parents, just us."
Castiel sighed.
"Nat…why is it so hard?"
Nathaniel kissed Castiel's forehead.
"I wish I knew."
Later that day, Nathaniel walked into his bedroom to find Castiel laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He laid next to him and hugged him, kissing his lips before rubbing his leg.
"Did you make up your mind yet?"
Castiel sighed.
"Yeah…"
"And?"
"I…I gotta go back to my parents."
Nathaniel sadly smiled as he kissed Castiel's neck.
"Good decision. I love you but that's what's best."
"It doesn't matter what reason I give for me to not go back. I can't let you get in trouble with the cops for me. You already lost so much because of me…I can't let you lose your job and school again for getting into trouble with cops."
Nathaniel looked into Castiel's eyes.
"That's not what's the most important. For your health and wellbeing, you need to be with them."
Castiel closed his eyes and sighed as he took Nathaniel's hand in his.
"When are you leaving?"
Castiel flinched as Nathaniel asked this question.
"Tomorrow night."
"Well...let's pack tonight so we can enjoy tomorrow as our last day together."
Castiel felt his heart sink at Nathaniel's words. Nathaniel noticed Castiel's reaction.
"Last day together for a few months. We'll be together again. Just give it time."
Castiel nodded as he rolled over to reach for a suitcase. He'd purchased them that day when he made his decision, and started to throw his clothes in.
The next day, he woke up to the smell of breakfast, and entered the kitchen to find Nathaniel washing dishes. Two plates sat on the coffee table in the living room creating the sweet aroma that reminded Castiel of his hunger. Nathaniel heard him and looked in his direction, smiling.
"Hey baby."
"Hey."
Nathaniel finished the dishes and walked over to Castiel. They kissed before looking into each other's eyes.
"Let's eat."
They ate in silence, enjoying each other's company as they communicated through silent words. They almost managed to keep their composure, but before they finished, they were all over each other, knocking over furniture as they undressed. Soon they were trembling with pleasure as they grinded into each other, furiously trying to get their last fill of each other before the separation. At one point, Castiel got into a cowboy position and rode Nathaniel, sweating and panting with lust.
DING! DING! DING!
Nathaniel's cell phone buzzed and rang a few feet away from them. He reached over and pressed silence before placing his hands on Castiel's waist, guiding his movements.
DING! DING! DING!
Nathaniel pressed silence again before letting out a moan as Castiel sped up.
DING! DING!
"Who the hell is calling me?"
He placed a hand on Castiel's side, signaling for him to wait as he picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Nat?!"
Nathaniel sat up.
"Amber?!"
"Oh my god! I haven't seen you in forever! I miss you so much!"
"I miss you too, sweetheart! How have you been?"
"Not good. Daddy's still mad about the video and he's on a rampage. He lost his job because he couldn't land this huge project with another corporation because of the video. Everyone figured out you were his son and decided that if he couldn't keep you under control, he couldn't be relied on for a project."
"Well…he didn't hurt you or anything did he?"
"No, but he's out to get you. He keeps telling mom that he's gonna find you and wring your neck!"
"Don't worry about me. He won't."
Amber sighed on the other end of the phone.
"Just be careful, Nath."
"Don't worry."
Later that night, Nathaniel and Castiel pulled up to his parents' house. They got out and he got his bags before setting them on the sidewalk. They faced each other and sighed before embracing each other tightly.
"I love you. Don't forget me."
"I won't forget you. I love you so much."
They kissed before Nathaniel helped him get his luggage up onto the porch. They kissed once more before Nathaniel walked back to his car and drove away.
Castiel knocked on the front door.
(Inside the House)
Castiel's mother felt her heart sink when she heard the knocking. She and Castiel's father had been waiting for this moment; the moment when the police knocked at their door to ask them to identify Castiel's body. His father heard the knock and entered the room, sighing when she looked back to him. He took her hand in his and they walked to the door.
"Deep breath."
She took a deep breath and they opened the door.
"Castiel..."
"Hey mom."
"Cas…."
"Hey dad."
"Castiel!"
His mother jumped on him, hugging him tightly as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Don't you ever scare us like that again!"
"Yeah…"
She and his father brought his bags in excitedly.
"Call the police and tell them to call off the search."
Castiel's father nodded and left the room.
"Cassie?! Where did you go?! Why did you leave?! Are you hurt?!"
"I'm fine."
"Why did you leave?"
He shrugged and looked away. She kissed his forehead.
"Never do that again."
He nodded and stood to go to bed.
(At Nathaniel's Apartment)
Nathaniel flopped back onto his mattress, staring at the ceiling for a moment before reaching over to grab Castiel's pillow. He held it tightly, inhaling his boyfriend's scent before sighing.
"Just a few months. That's not that long."
He set the pillow back.
"How bad can it be?"
I hope that makes up for it, but once again I had a rush of ideas. The story I have in my head constantly changes, so sorry if this chapter is a little choppy. The sexiness is coming! I promise! And by that I mean asumness of a story!
