Mine (Destiel)

666 and Pentagrams

I had it all planned. I was going to shake up this pathetic excuse of a fun Wednesday night. The youth group was bland and boring. Let's have some fun.

I walked into the building and observed it. There was an open foyer where kids were being sorted into classrooms. Castiel motioned for me to follow him.

He too looked bored. I could only imagine how many nights he spent here each week. With his dad being the pastor and all, he probably spent more time here than at home.

We walked down the steps, entering a strange basement. It was concrete floors, paint covered drywall, and exposed wires everywhere. It resembled a dungeon, and was not as bright and cheerful as the upstairs where the adults lingered.

We took a seat in the room, towards the back. Kids hollered hello to Cas, he wearily greeted them with a wave of his hand.

I took a seat and he gave me an apologetic look. I didn't mind, I had lots planned. A girl turned around to face us. She had a short pixie cut and a smile plastered on her face as though she knew no other emotion than sheer joy. She was one dimensional.

"Hi, I'm Jill." She said. I shook her hand, my shirt sleeve rolled up just enough for her to see the pentagram I had drawn on my hand.

I could see the distaste, no, dismay on her face. "I'm Dean." I said, flashing her a bright smile. I was internally dying of laughter.

She turned back around to face the youth pastor. "What'd you do?" Cas asked, I just shook my head and smiled.

The night progressed and I spent the whole lesson drawing creepy, satanic things on a sheet of paper. Really, I just wrote 666 over and over again.

The kid sitting to my other side was the know it all of the class and I couldn't help but realize how much he annoyed the youth pastor. It was hilarious.

I tilted the paper at just the right angle so the boy could see. His face went pale like he'd seen a ghost. He made a cross with his fingers, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

Cas sent me a glare, but I ignored him. I went on harrassing the kids the rest of the night. By the time we were done, they were all horrified. My job here was done.

I went to my car afterwards, after telling Cas to meet me there as soon as he could sneak out of that place. Half an hour later, he was knocking on my car window.

"Hop in." I said. He jumped into shotgun and placed a kiss on my lips, after checking that no one was watching of course.

"My dad still thinks I'm inside, mingling with the other teens. What the hell did you do to freak them out so much?"

I showed him the pentagram on my wrist and the sheet of paper that I had shown around. He broke down in laughter. "Oh my God Dean. Only you, only you."

We laughed for a solid half an hour. Whenever the laughter would die down, we would just mimic some of the expressions of the teens, and we'd continue.

"I just texted my dad and told him I'm studying with a friend." Cas said after a while of silence.

I raised my eyebrow. "Why would you do that? What are your plans Castiel?" He just smirked.

He leant over, whispering in my ear. "Whatever you want."

A/N Fun chapter. I think you all know what comes next. I'm slightly worried about how the next chapter is going to go, but it should all come together eventually. Smut here we come! I'm going to need lots of feedback on the next chapter as I've never written any smut. Thanks and good luck to me!