Time is a funny thing. Had it really been a month and a half since school started? The days all kinda bled together for a bit. He had been glad for the distraction, but now that things were settling down he let his mind wander. The day after his night out in Denver, Castiel had dreaded seeing Dean in his class. Sure that he would be able to tell that his teacher had a crush on him, but Dean wasn't there. Two days later he had gotten the email that Dean Winchester had rearranged his schedule and wouldn't be in Castiel's class until next semester. He remembered very well the feeling of relief mixed with disappointment. Now sitting here listening to Hozier, he let his mind bring up the green eyed boy for a bit. Castiel hadn't seen Dean since that night. He'd run into Sammy and Garth a few times, they always invited him out and he always declined. Ash was actually in his class and he was a genius. Castiel didn't throw that word around being considered one himself, but Ash was off the charts smart. They had hung out a few times after class just talking about any and everything. They had a mutual respect for the others brain and their conversations never disappointed him. Castiel never asked about Dean and Ash didn't bring him up.
Gathering his bags, he had to hurry now or he'd be late. A delivery shift tonight and then he had the entire weekend off and absolutely no plans.
Castiel had just finished up his shift and was almost home when his phone rang. He didn't recognize the number but his students had it so that was nothing new.
"Castiel speaking" he answered, pulling into his parking spot.
"Hey man! Grab your jacket and come hang out!" Ash gushed into the phone."Dean's fighting again" he concluded.
Castiel's heart fluttered at the mention of his name. Say no he coached himself.
"Oh, uh"
"No,'oh, uh' man come ON! The fights are always good" Ash insisted.
" ok, text me the address and I'll meet up with you guys" he said
"No way man, you'll punk out. Dean's on his way to scoop you up. Get ready dork" and Ash hung up.
Castiel watched as his call ended and the screen faded to black. Springing into action he took the stairs three at a time and barreled through his front door like he was running from fire. Stripping in the living room, he made a mad dash for the shower. It really should've been timed he was in and out so fast. When he heard the knock at the door he was outta breath but dressed.
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The Story of US
FanfictionCastiel is a young college professor and Dean is a student by day and a fighter by night. Their love seemed perfect until tragedy separates them in an unthinkable way. Can they find their way back to each other or is their story over before it reall...
