October 2015
Dean was leaning against the school building and though the crunch of the leaves nearby alerted him of the person, he didn't have time to hide the evidence so he decided not to.
"What are you doing?" Cas crossed his arms as he came closer to Dean and glared at him.
"I'm smoking, you want one?" Dean offered up the pack to Cas. When Cas did not respond, Dean put the pack back in his pocket.
"Dean."
"What?" Dean said, avoiding Cas's gaze.
"You really shouldn't be smoking." Cas said. When Dean didn't react, he stepped closer to his boyfriend, pulled on Dean's sleeve and spat out with as much venom as he could, "Why the fuck are you smoking?"
As Cas rarely cursed, his profanity shocked Dean out of his stupor. Looking at Cas, Dean decided to cut the games and that he should go with honesty.
Dean looked Cas in the eyes and said, "This whole test, I can't do it, I- if I fail, there's no way I am going to college." Then he turned away and continued smoking, well for the next ten seconds up until Cas grabbed the cigarette from his fingers and threw it on the ground, stomping on it to put it out.
Then Cas grabbed his face with both his hands, gently petting his face as he said, "Dean Winchester, that is complete bullshit. You are smart and you will do great on this test." Then he pushed Dean against the building and kissed him, roughly and deep, not letting the taste of nicotine bother him. He hoped he was getting his message across.
Apparently he was successful because Dean now had a grin on his face and as he rested his forehead against Dean's, Dean said, "okay, let's go take that test, babe."
Cas smiled and they walked inside the school building and stood in line as they waited to be seated for the SAT. Only later, when he was sitting in his seat and the proctor was handing out the test did he realize that that was the first time Dean had called him babe.
Cas had a smile on for the remainder of the test even if most of the students and the proctor were confused by his happiness.