Party Gone South

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A/N- hey! Sorry for not updating. This is one of my favorite song just sayin. But, Y'all should check out the first chapter to my my Bubbline AU! It's called 'Sanity' and y'all should check it. Now. It's time to shake things up. Duhn duhn duhn!

*trigger warning. If y'all are sensitive to rape, I recon you don't read this.*
Dean's POV

*three weeks later*

"Hey, angel. So there's gonna be a wicked party at Lisa's. We should go." I suggested to Cas. It was in the eve of Christmas Eve.

"You sure Lisa won't magically fall on your dick with her mouth wide open?" Cas groaned.

"She's a bitch that thinks she can get into my pants. Don't worry, angel. I love you. Not satans little skank. " I cuddled up to him on my bed. He rolled his eyes at me then cuddled me back. Lisa heard about me and Cas. Well she heard me and Cas in the janitors closet. Our relationship stayed hidden, in closets, mostly. Anyways, she say us eating each other's faces off and she told outed us. They new I was queer and Cas was 'obvious' but they didn't think we were together. She started saying that she could turn me straight. So in front of the whole school, she kissed me. I pushed her away and spat ((I like that word don't judge)) in her shoes. Cas saw and got mad. But I explained that she is a whore and needs to take a long walk off a short pear. I am just to ruggedly handsome for anyone to take I guess.

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"Come on Dean. I swear you are such a girl. Hurry up!" Cas groaned from downstairs. I was upstairs doing my hair. After many attempts, I put it in a beanie with some sort of quiff going on. I went down stairs to see a super sexy Cas. He had on long black skinny jeans, a white Royal Blood shirt with a black and white flannel, and a leather jacket keeping him warm from the December air. His raven black hair sticking up in all directions and his black Docs giving him an extra inch. I was only wearing some blue skinny jeans, black Converse, a black beanie, and a black sweater that had Jesus with a birthday hat, holding a ballon, and wearing a sweater that read 'birthday boy' ((via picture but in black)).

"You're so fucking hot." I mumbled as I pulled Cas in for a long, tender kiss.

"And you're a fucking dork." He mumbled against my lips.

"But I'm your dork, angel." I smiled.

"Yes. Your my one and only whale penis." He giggled. I rolled my eyes and pushed him away playfully. He came up to me and put his hand on my waste. "I love you, whale penis." He mumbled into my chest.

"I love you too, angel." I held him tightly against my frame.

*******dork means whale penis*******

We were an hour late. But everyone was already hammered. There were Christmas lights everywhere, fake snowmen and Santa Claus' being thrown, people swinging from the balcony. It was madness. People were dancing and grinding. Passed out people. People skinny dipping. Looked like fun. Cas disappeared.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the guy who thinks he's queer." Lisa and her posse of hoes walked up to me. Their mini skirts and crop tops all were the same except for the color. "I know somewhere deep deep, deep down your straight." She patted my chest where my heart is located.

I patted right above her breast and said, "And I know some where deep, deep, deep down, you're not a dumb brod, you are actually a big lesbian teddy bear." She glared at me with a hint of death in her gaze.

"I'm so straight. I'm as straight as... As.... As-" she tried but I cut her off.

"The stripper pole you dance on for extra cash on the weekend?" Her friends laughed and I strutted away. Cassie was already playing spin the bottle and I joined in.

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