Castiel's POV
When most people avoid someone, they just refuse to talk, to pretend they're not even aware of the person's presence. Usually, if someone tries hard enough, they'll snap, wether it be yelling or hitting the person, but not Castiel.
He's a pro at avoiding.
He could not only ignore Dean's presence, he could make it seem like he never heard of him in the first place. When Dean tried to talk to him, he just continued on like he never heard him in the first place. When he got to the dorm, he went to directly to bed, even when Dean climbed on top of him at one point, he just closed his eyes, pretending to sleep until the hunter went away.
After the third day, Dean was frustrated to say the least. So frustrated in fact, that one day, during class, he iniciated his plan.
Castiel was in his architecture class when he heard the door slam open, looking up to see Dean stalking in with a dark look on his face. Castiel felt his heart sink, feeling the determination rolling off of the hunter. This wasn't going to end well for the angel.
"Castiel Novak! Stop avoiding me! Just because we made out one time doesn't mean that you can start ignoring me!" Dean spat at the angel, who was currently turning bright red. Murmurs erupted from the other students, but Dean barely seemed to notice, who was glaring at Castiel.
"I didn't know Dean was gay." One girl whispered, pursing her lips like she was told disappointing news. The hunter's glare turned to her, growling under his breath.
"Don't tell me you never made out with your friend on accident." Dean huffed, and the girl just raised one eyebrow in surprise.
"Honestly, no, I hadn't." The girl replied, and Dean blushed but refused to let up on his glaring. He stalked over, grabbing Castiel by the wrist and dragging him towards the door, pausing only a moment to shoot a dark look at girl before leaving the room, ignoring the protests of the professor.
Despite the angel's protests, Dean led him out of the building and towards the college parking lot. Castiel knew he could have escaped if he really wanted, but the look that Dean had gave him in the classroom burned his chest, the secret hurt that flooded the hunter's mind making his stomach churn with guilt. So he didn't pull away.
Dean literally threw Castiel into the passenger seat of the impala, slamming the car door before stalking around and getting into the driver's seat, shooting the angel a glare before starting the car.
"Dean-" Castiel tried to speak, only to get cut off as Dean growled in warning before starting the engine and backing out of the parking spot. Muttering under his breath, Dean began driving out of the lot and onto the road, taking Castiel God-knows-where.
It was when the hunter pulled into a restaurant's parking lot that the angel groaned, speaking over Dean's glare. "Why did you have to do that Dean?" Castiel asked, meeting the dark stare evenly.
The hunter didn't answer at first, until he let out a sigh and switched off the engine before opening the door. "I couldn't think of anything else to get your attention. You literally are the best at avoiding people when you want to." Dean explained before getting out, walking around and opening Castiel's door for him, though the angel scoffed at the 'chivalry'.
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Why Are You Hiding Your Wings? | Destiel College AU
FanfictionWhat do you do if you're forced to go to college and share a dorm with someone? Doesn't sound bad? Well, try hiding wings on top of it!