Cas looked at his father with a hopeless look. He knew he wasn't getting anything for his seventeenth birthday but he at least hoped for his dad not to drink as much but the tenth beer in Cas knew he was wishing for to much. His dad looked away from the T.V that was hurting Cas's ears. ''What are you looking at boy?'' Cas blinked followed by a swallow. ''nothing dad''. he says it with a deep voice trying to sound confident his dad looked into his blue orbs reminding him of his wife. ''Don't think I didn't get you anything for your birthday son''. He shifted on the old torn up couch causing Cas's eyes to follow his moments. ''She'll be here soon''. Cas's eyebrows slightly furrowed. ''Who?''. his father got off of the couch stumbling over his own feet. ''That y/n girl you wanna fuck'',Cas clenched the arm of the couch with his left hand then his jaw did the same. ''We're just friends'' Cas gets up relaxing his jaw not wanting to make his father angry, Cas's body jumped like it was electrocuted his father laughed ''It's just a knock on the door man up''.
Cas was ashamed he actually had a thought of his dad feeling the same pain he puts his own son through, his dad motioned to the door with his bruised hands ''Well?'' Cas walked to the door ''I'll leave you two alone'' his father walked away letting Cas's tense body finally relax.