The unknown sender

What do I do?

Dean's POV:

I sit in the bathroom and I feel disgusted, it was Novak messaging me. He was trying to lead me on and break my heart, I should of known.

No one wants to be friends with me, he doesn't even find me attractive. I want to go home!

I hear the door open to the bathroom and I try and quiet down, but I see Novak crawl under the door. "Get out!"

"No. Dean what's wrong?"

"Let me see your Instagram!"

"Okay." He gives me his phone and I look at his username, and I look at the adding accounts.

I sigh and smile, "Okay...I just thought something sorry."

"It's okay."

I give him his phone and I stop my tears, he opens the door and walks out. I leaned against the wall and smile.

Thank god he isn't Rodgers

I just walk out after I keep myself under control, I head back to class and sit down. We get work done and he is coming over after school to work on it more.

*

I drive home and have Novak in my passenger seat, "When we get there stay downstairs, I have to fix up my room."

"Okay."

*

I run upstairs and grab all my squish-mellows hiding them in my closet, I clean up and hide anything he could bully me for.

I come downstairs and let him come to my room, we sit on my bed and Novak scans my room. "Can I take my jacket off?" Is what Novak asked me.

"Yes." I found it weird he had to ask that.

He takes it off and god damn, his muscles. "So you like Marvel?"

"What?!" I look like my soul left my body.

"I see a marvel poster, you like marvel."

"Yea..."

"Favorite character?"

"Bucky Barnes." I say with a smile seeing a Bucky poster.

"I like Loki."

"You like marvel too?"

"Somewhat.."

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Castiel's POV:

I told him I liked Loki, that's a huge lie. Yea he's okay but Steve Rodgers is better. Plus I don't like it somewhat, I like it a lot. Where did all his squish-mellows go, I think those are adorable.

"What did you have to clean up?"

"O-oh I had some laundry on the floor..."

I could tell he was lying, "I got to go to the bathroom, don't go through anything..."

I nod and watch him leave, I walk around and see something in his closet. The door wasn't closed all the way and saw his squish-mellows.

I shouldn't open it or hold one but I want to...

I open the door and grab one I hug it and it smells like Dean, I then put it back in the rush and close it. I look around the room and look at his posters.

He comes back in and I see him, "Hey."

"I love your aesthetic."

"Thanks...I thought you'd bully me for it.."

"Why would I do that?"

"You're you, you're Novak. You're an asshole."

"I am not."

"Yes you are." Winchester stands up to me and I find it hot, but he's pushing my limits.

"Take that back."

"No, you're an asshole and a dick."

I get mad and ram him into the bed, I'm on top pinning him down. Looking in his eyes and I see a tear fall from him, "Don't hurt me please...I'm sorry!...p-please.."

"I won't." I look at him more and lean down my lips are near his neck.

"What are you doing?!" I feel him and see him breathing harder.

I kiss his neck and I let go of his wrists, I feel him flip me to the bottom and pin me down. "Why did you kiss my neck.."

"I'm sorry..."

"Why, are you gay Novak?!"

"I was just teasing you, I'm straight.."

I really am not, I find it funny. I'm very gay, gay for Dean.

I feel his hands get off my wrists and rest on my chest, I feel his legs tighten against my pelvis. All I want is to pin this man down, kiss his body, and see him all hot and bothered.

"Comfy?"

"What...?" I watch him get back into reality from zoning out.

"Am I comfortable?"

"Oh I I'm sorry.." I feel him beginning to get off and I pull him back on me.

"What are you doing..?"

"Do you really hate me Dean?"

"Yes."

"Really...?!" I feel my heart shatter.

"You've never been nice to me, so yea."

"What if I be nice to you, will you learn to like me as a friend?"

"Maybe."

"Can I get your number?"

"No."

"Okay." I flipped Dean on the bottom like he should and got off, "Let's do our work."

"Okay." I see him smile and that's the first from something I've said.

I see a hidden off bisexual pin on his nightstand, I pick it up and set it where Dean can see. Dean grabs it right away and looks at me being scared.

"Are you—"

"No it's a friends, they left it here..." he looked like he was going to have a panic attack.

"Is it? It's okay if you're bisexual Dean, I don't care."

"Really?"

"No, I don't. Your secret is safe with me."

"Thank you, you're the only one that knows please keep it between you and I.."

"I will." I smile at Dean and he smiles back, "So..do you have a crush on any guys or girls?" I lean forward and act like a girl.

"No...."

"Awe you're no fun, okay let's work."

"Okay." We get the assignment done and turned in through email, "Will you bully me or spread around something about me if I show you?"

"No, Dean I'm trying to be nice."

"Okay, I..." I watch him get off the bed and toss all his squish-mellows on the bed I smile there is about twenty of them.

"Awe, you have squish-mellows..." Of course I knew that, but I find it so cute.

"Yea..."

"So are you like a soft bisexual?"

"What?"

"Like are you soft, you like girly things?"

"Yea...please don't tell anyone!"

"I won't Dean."