Secret Santa

Oblivious

I run my hand through his hair, tugging the end. He cups my thighs spreading my legs apart. His tongue slips between my lips, i moan slightly. All of a sudden, he pulls away.

"You're breaking the deal with your dad!" Castiel says.

"I know and I'm using you!" I cover my face with my hands.

"You don't even know if you like me!" He blurts. I look up from my hands. Castiel is gone.

*Knock knock*

I sit up, my forehead is sweating. My breathing increased. I lay back down, feeling embarrassed. I just had a sexual-ish dream about Castiel. I do like him, a lot!

That's why i have this weird feelings when I'm around him. I like him! When he looks at me, my stomach flips and flops, it means I'm nervous around him, right? And when his lips touch mine, i feel my body light up in excitement. Are those the signs of liking someone?

i don't know. I still don't know. Ugh! I'm confused, I don't know about things like being attracted to someone. This is the job for google. I search how do you know when you like someone.

And i click the first link, wikihow. It shows pictures at steps. How cute.

Step 1. Get to know them better.
Yes, i did attend to know Castiel. Only because he was a stranger to me.

Step 2. Stop and consider why you would like the person.
Oh my god! I ask myself why a lot. Actually i just question why i think about him so much. Like his eyes, his smile, his body. His kind personality, his goofy self.

Step 3. Consider how many times you think about the person.
A lot!

Step 4. Think how often you laugh at their jokes etc.
Do i laugh at his jokes? I don't know. I'll skip this step.

Step 5. How often do you talk about them.
I have to talk about him?

Step 6. Consider how much you try to be near them.
We're always near each other when I talked to him. That counts?

Step 7. Do you get butterflies when you're near them. Do you get that nice warm feeling in your stomach?
That's what the feeling in my stomach is. Butterflies! I am nervous around him.

Step 8. Measure the voltage when you accidently touch.
I like the way his lips feel on my lips, it brightens my body up.

Step 9. Try to get them out of your mind.
I try hard to get him out of my mind.

Step 10. Ask him/her out.
We went out already. What the hell? We went out! And i wasn't sure if i liked him!?

I do like him. I thank this website for helping me figure it out.

Oh my gosh! I like him.

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I ring the bell at the mansion. Wow, it's like the size of my house. That's right our father always tries to compete with each other. Of course, we will have the same size house.

Castiel opens the door. I wrap my arms around his neck, i kiss him. He grabs my waist, causing my shirt to lift up. I continue to kiss him, he slips his tongue between my lips.

"Cas?" I hear someone say behind me. I break the kiss, feeling my cheeks warm up. I turn around, his little brother has pizza boxes on his hand.

"What about us babe?" Eremiel asks. He winks.

"Get inside!" Castiel says. Eremiel chuckles as he enters the mansion.

I look back at Castiel, ready to kiss him again. He grimaces.

"Why are you here?" He asks.

I sigh, "I like you. It took me long to figure out the feelings i get around you!"

"That's good," He frowns, "what about your father?" He asks.

"Oh, yeah! Ummm... I'll figure that out! I just wanted to tell you, I'm so happy!" I smile.

"That you finally developed feelings for me." He grins.

"I always had feelings for you, it took me almost a week to figure it out!" I peck his lips.

"I don't want you to break the deal with your father." His eyes dart away from me. I sigh.

"Castiel get your ass back in here with your girlfriend!" I hear his mother yell.

"You have a girlfriend?" I ask Castiel.

"She's talking about you!" He smirks. Blush creep up to my cheeks once again. "Come inside!" Castiel offers a hand to me.

"No! No!" I shake my head.

"I'm not taking no for an answer!" He lifts me up over his shoulder.

"Castiel! Don't carry me over your shoulder!" I smack his butt.

"Harder!" Castiel says. My face heats up. I regret doing that.

"Castiel, put her down!" A guy with a really deep throat speaks up. Castiel puts me down. "So this is your girlfriend?" A buff man asks. He's wearing a suit which makes him imitating.

"No, we're not dating!" I blurt.

"Oh, i would've gave you my blessings. I think you're a smart young woman for my idiotic son."

I giggle, "i don't need your blessing." my eyes widen. "That sounded so rude."

"You're right you don't." He smiles proudly. "I talked to your father. We had a drink!"

"What?" I frown. I look up at Castiel, he's already looking at me. "You knew about this?"

"He's fine, I asked him for his blessings to date you!" Castiel smiles. This is a slap in the face, no punch in the stomach. My dad is drinking, Castiel knew about it.

"You don't need his blessings! You ask to date me to me, not my dad!" i walk towards the door.

"Cj! Jenn!" Castiel calls after me.

I walk out the door, Castiel grabs my waist. He turns me around.

"You're so oblivious that it's cute!" He kisses me.

"What?" I ask.

"You don't need anyone tell you who to date!" He pecks my lips.

i roll my eyes then run to house. When i get there, my father is drinking wine while eating. Fuck! There i go now cursing with a dirty mouth.

"I went to the Gray's house!" I put my hands on the table.

"That's great honey!" My dad nods. He reads the newspaper.

"You're not mad?" I ask.

"No, we're on good terms." He smiles at me.

"Oh, so you won't mind if i date Castiel."

"No, he's not a terrible kid like your last boyfriend." My dad rolls his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" I frown. "You hated the Gray's and now you're okay with them?" I ask.

"Your mother and I had a long talk. And she kept mention how cute you and Castiel were. I came to realize, my daughter needs to be happy. So i talked to Greg. We had a deep conversation and agreed we put our past behind for the sake of our children. I want you to be happy, even if it's with one of the Gray's." He tries not to roll his eyes. He still kind of hates the Gray's, or Greg.

"Oh." i frown. Wow. I am oblivious.