Our Love Will Never Fade (Destiel High School AU)

Chapter Sixty Eight

((I'm so sorry for the long wait. I was trying to write as fast as I could. I was having a bit of writer's block. This chapter is long again, and I'm sorry. I hope you like it anyway. I kinda don't like the way this chapter turned out, but I tried.))

Thursday Night
{Castiel's POV}

Later that night, Gilda's college friends started showing up. I expected a handful of people, but the house was starting to fill up.

There were kegs and bottles of beer, liquor bottles lined up in the kitchen, empty cups and bottles strewn about.

The music was turned up loud enough where you had to yell in order to talk to one another.

"Babe!" I heard Dean's voice.

I looked around until I saw Dean moving towards me, through the crowd, with two red, plastic, cups in his hands.

"I got you some whiskey!" He said, handing me the cup.

I held on to the side of Dean's jacket, trying to not get hit by the moving bodies around us.

We tried dancing a bit, but I was uncomfortable with all these people around me.

I grabbed Dean's collar to bring him closer. "Can we go outside?"

He nodded and grabbed my hand. We moved through the sea of people until we got to the back door. I breathed a sigh of relief once we got outside.

"It was too crowded in there." I told Dean.

"I know. I got groped a few times trying to get through them." He shuddered.

"Only I can grope you." I pouted.

He chuckled. "Yes. Only you can grope me." He kissed me.

I pulled away and smiled.

We sat on the grass, facing the lake, nursing our drinks. I noticed Sam and Gabe sitting on the pier, their feet dangling in the water. I smiled.

"Hey," Dean nudged me. "Check out Benny."

I looked where Dean was looking. Benny was talking to a girl by the lake.

"He's determined to get laid." Dean commented.

"I can see why. He is the only one not in a relationship." I pointed out.

"That's true." He nodded.

Out of nowhere, the girl slapped Benny. I winced, feeling that from where I was sitting.

"Damn." Dean shook his head. "Poor guy."

The girl walked back inside, huffing. Benny started shuffling back inside, holding his cheek.

"You gotta make sure they're drunk, man." Dean called out to Benny, jokingly.

Benny gave him the finger before going back inside. Dean laughed.

"I'm glad I have you now. I don't have to deal with that." He huffed.

I hummed and leaned my head on his shoulder. "I love you."

"I love you, too, angel." He kissed the top of my head. "You cold?"

"Yes." I looked at him.

"Want my jacket?" He asked.

I smiled. "Yes."

He took his jacket off and draped it over my shoulders. I sighed contently, pulling the jacket closer.