Chapter twenty-eight
The party (mid-December, before Christmas)
The music could be heard miles away from Meg's house and Dean wondered if she had gotten her pointers on how to throw a crazy party from Victor. As they walked, some guys who were already on their fourth drink (of whatever it was that was in the cup because Dean really could not tell as he was sure Meg's punch was a mixture of everything possible) smirked in Jo's direction. She, however, scrunched up her nose in disgust and walked past them. Dean waved back at them and winked in their general direction. In his opinion, it was hilarious to see the drunken boys in their confusion.
Some guy's facial expression turned to disgust (apparently their fear of the gay got even worse when they were drunk). Others were all touchy-feely and started to get personal. Either way, Dean always had a good time messing with them.
When they entered the house, Dean wasn't surprised to see where Asher was. Apparently Jo wasn't the only one aware of Asher's reputation of being a fun drunk as Asher was already entertaining people with his table dancing. When he spotted Dean, he broke out into a huge grin and jumped on the floor.
He enveloped Dean into a bone-crushing hug and yelled right into Dean's ear, "My man, man I love you" as he clapped him on the back. Dean was sure he was going to be deaf after this party.
A few hours later, Dean was walking out of the bathroom when he bumped into someone and was about to apologize when he saw who it was, smiled and exclaimed, "Cas!"
Castiel smiled in return. "Hello, Dean."
And right then, Dean pushed Castiel against a wall and placed his mouth on Castiel's. If Dean was asked what had possessed him to do that, he would never know how to answer that. He could blame it on the alcohol although deep down, Dean knew he hadn't drank that much and was pretty sober to blame it on the alcohol.
He didn't care though what sudden irrational thing had made him be brave because he was kissing Castiel. It didn't matter that it only lasted seconds because he was finally kissing Castiel.
When Dean was finally aware of what was he doing, he turned around to run far far away and prayed Castiel would be too drunk in the morning to remember this when he felt a hand on his arm and was suddenly being pulled into a room.
Castiel wasted no waste time as he pushed Dean back against the door and took Dean's mouth into his. Dean tangled his hands into Castiel's hair and pulled him close at the same time as he picked up his legs to wrap them around Castiel's waist.
Castiel tasted exactly like he had imagined- sweet with a hint of something bitter and fuck, he clearly knew what he was doing as Dean tried to hold back a moan and pulled Castiel as close as he could.
They had been laying on the bed, making out and grinding their bodies together. A few minutes into it, Dean's shirt was gone and he was reaching for Castiel's belt to unbuckle it when suddenly Castiel sprang away from him and said, "I don't think we should do this."
"What, why not? What's wrong?" Dean said in a hoarse whisper.
Castiel shrugged avoided eye contact. "Nothing's wrong, I just think it's not such a good idea."
Dean sat up, swung his legs over the bed. "Yeah, whatever."
He refused to look Castiel in the eyes as he put his shirt back on. "You got a ride back?"
"Dean."
Dean ignored Castiel. "Cas, I don't want to talk about it, not right now, at least."
Cas nodded. "Okay." And that's why Dean liked Castiel even though he was currently mad at him. Castiel knew when to not press further even when Dean knew he wanted to.
"So you got a ride back home?"
"No, I walked here."
"Alright, I'll go find Jo and Ash and then we can all leave." Dean turned to leave when Castiel grabbed his arm.
"What?" Dean asked in an irritated voice.
"Are you okay to drive?" Castiel ask, concern evident in his tone of voice.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Yes, Cas, believe it or not, I only had one drink."
"God, Dean – I didn't mean it like that, I just- I'll help you find them."
Dean said nothing to that and just let Castiel follow him.
"You seen Theo?" Currently, Dean was trying to get Asher to stand up so that they could get him in the car. Usually he would start asking about their friends as their locations often concerned Asher deeply when he was drunk and he always jumped up at the opportunity to try to find them.
Unfortunately, Asher just said, "I love them but I have no idea where the fuck they are. Piss off."
Great, Asher finally reached the grumpiness level of drunkenness.
"How about Alfie? You seen him?" Dean asked, his patience withering away by the minute.
"Man, I love him too, I even let him copy my math homework." He could see Castiel trying not to smirk at the exchange.
"Yeah, I know, apparently you love everyone today." Jo snorted from her place on the couch. She wasn't as drunk as Asher but she had been drinking coffee to try to alleviate her headache. Dean told himself that at least he only had to deal with one drunken Harvelle sibling. He didn't want to remember last year's party when Jo and Asher were both drunk.
"No you don't get it- I really love him." Asher had a sloppy smile on but there was something sad behind his expression like a longing of sorts and Dean didn't really want to have this conversation right now.
"Ash, come on, we have to get you home. I still have to drive Cas and Jo home."
Asher smiled again. "Cas, man I love him too. He's such a great guy but I think you love him more."
At that moment, Dean was thankful that they were in the dark and that Castiel could not see him blush.
"Ugh, let me help." Jo strolled over and pulled Ash up on his feet. She rolled her eyes at Dean and Castiel and said, "A little help here, guys."
Dean and Castiel helped Jo carry Asher out of the house and into the car. When they got into the car and both Dean and Cas were still staring at her in amazement, she said, "I have a black belt."
In the end, Dean drove Cas home and Jo and Asher stayed over at Dean's house. He knew that Ellen would be very angry with both Asher and Jo so he and Jo decided to bullshit a sleepover story. He only hoped Ellen would believe them.