The Night We Met

Chapter 6: Mine

Crowley makes an appearance! And be prepared for angry possessive Dean! And pissed off Cas!

Ooh and Sam is making strides in the love department👏🏾
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Dean was confused, well not only that he was annoyed too. His boyfriend was seriously ignoring him and he did not like it. The party was on Sunday night, then Monday morning at school Dean waited in their usual spot but Cas didn't show.

That was definitely weird, Cas would've told him if he couldn't meet up. Castiel wasn't answering his calls or texts and he didn't even make eye contact with him in between periods.

He thought they had made up and everything was good, did he do something shitty without knowing?

It was Tuesday now, after Dean tried cornering Castiel after gym when everyone else was gone in the locker room and he still had no clue what he did.

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"C'mon Cas, I thought we fixed things." Dean said, to Castiel's back because the other boy still wouldn't face him. "Whatever I did can't be bad enough that you've been avoiding me."

That made Castiel turn around. Angry that Dean was trying to downplay hurting on him like that. "Whatever you did?" He repeated angrily, "I trusted you and you threw it back in my face!"

Dean had never seen Cas so..pissed before, it was definitely a sight. "Cas, angel-"

"Don't call me that. You don't get to call me that not anymore."

Woah, what? "Cas- you breaking up with me?"

"...So what if I am?"

Dean shook his head, yeah fat chance that was happening "No."

"No?"

"No. You can't break up with me without telling me what I did."

Castiel scoffed, "Either you were so drunk you forgot what you did or you're just an idiot!" He yelled, smacking his hands on his head in frustration.

"Hey! Hey! Don't do that-Cas.. I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?" Castiel squeezed his fists tight and before he knew it he was slapping Dean in the face.

Dean barely moved or reacted, his head turned and he looked down. He didn't even know what he did and Cas was this pissed?

His own fists balled up in anger and he tried to calm himself, turning his head back to look at Castiel he grabbed him by the arm, losing sight of his strength as he pushed Cas back against the locker.

"You're gonna tell me, what the hell I did to you or else I swear to god Castiel-"

Castiel may have regretted hitting Dean now. He knew Dean wasn't going to hit him back but he could feel the anger radiating off of him and there was nothing besides pure rage in his eyes.

"Dean."

"What?"

"My hand."

Dean looked at the hand in the arm he was currently holding and saw Castiel shaking. He let go, "What's wrong?"

"I'm having an episode." Cas didn't like this at all, he always had control. He went to therapy all his life to control it- find better ways to deal but now.. now his emotions were getting the best of him.

Dean took a step back, giving Cas enough space to sit down on the bench, "Is it because of me?" He asked worried he set Castiel off. Castiel shook his head, he could say yes but that wasn't true "No..."