Destiel Oneshots

Drunk!Cas College AU

A/N: My sister was telling be about how at her university, students can get jobs where they drive around in vans and pick up drunk students who can't drive themselves, or students who're afraid to walk home alone in the dark. The busses stop at 7, but these taxi things run all night. I couldn't get this idea out of my head, and I struggled getting it down on paper at some points, but I managed it anyway. I've written two fanfictions but I've never had the courage to post them before so please give feedback and constructive criticism! Also, the name of the taxi system is "Night Lion" bc in the school I made up for them is Lawrence University and their mascot is the lions! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy.
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Dean's phone buzzed in the seat next to him as he tiredly drove the school van around campus. It was a text from Garth, the awkward lanky kid who worked answering phones for Night Lion campus pickup. It was a short message: drunk kid outside of Bradbury Hall, name is Castiel, needs a ride to West Lawrence apartment complex. Dean sighed and turned the car around to pick up another drunk college idiot.

It's not like Dean didn't approve of getting drunk. He'd gotten drunk plenty of times when he became a student at Lawrence University, but he'd never had to call Night Lion to save his ass and take him home.

Dean pulled up outside Bradbury hall and parked the car. He saw the silhouette of a man leaning heavily on a shorter figure. "Castiel?" he called out.

"Yeah" a woman's voice replied "We're over here." A short girl with dark hair and bright red lipstick half dragged the drunk man toward Dean who was now standing outside the van and sliding the door open.

"You a friend of his?" Dean asked, only to make conversation.

"Yeah, my name's Meg. Cas here has had a little too much to drink, poor kid must've forgotten he's a lightweight."

Dean chuckled and took some of the stumbling man's weight off of Meg.

"Cas, you gotta help us out here buddy." Dean said when Castiel began laughing as he tripped over his own feet.

Cas turned his head to the side, and Dean was taken aback for a moment, fully seeing Cas for the first time. He had a head of jet black hair that was messy and tousled on his head, which contrasted beautifully with his pale skin, his lips were large and pink and, Dean took note to himself, entirely too kissable. The thing that took Dean's breath away though was his eyes. They were bright blue, the bluest Dean had ever seen. They were opened wide and staring at him, "Hey!" Cas shouted loudly in Dean's ear, making him wince slightly, "I know you! The cute Winchester kid...got Singers's class!"

Dean and Meg shoved Cas in the backseat of the van and Dean stood back while Meg buckled Castiel in.

"Yeah, I'm Dean Winchester. How the hell did you know I have Professor Singer though?"

Cas giggled, and Dean wasn't sure if the pink flush in his cheeks was from embarrassment or the alcohol.

"I'm a TA in the nex' room, kinda hard not to notice an ass like yours." Cas giggled some more as his eyes moved slowly down Dean's body.

"Alright well Meg's gone, and it's my job to get you home. Just stay back there." Dean shut the door and walked over to get inside the van.

As soon as he twisted the keys in the ignition he noticed Cas in the mirror fumbling with the seatbelt buckle. By the time Dean turned around to ask what he was doing, Castiel was already breathing hard trying to climb into the passenger seat. Cas clumsily slipped and he reached out for the first thing he could grab to steady himself.

"What the hell are you doing Cas?!" Dean half shouted at him as he winced when the boy's fingers grazed over his penis and gripped his upper thigh tightly.