Dean and Castiel Winchester

Chapter 2 Story 1

Castiels POV
I probably looked like a complete idiot. I was so taken back by what Dean had just said,'if I knew him', pfffft! Everyone knew Dean Winchester. It was freakin' Dean Winchester! How could you not know him? His eyes like emeralds, his biceps were enough to make any one swoon, his voice was dreamy, his laugh was contagious, his humor was hilarious. Well you could do a mean girls moment for Dean; except Dean was so much nicer than anyone on Mean girls. I turned to Gabriel and gave him a bitchface really. He raised his hands and started to walk backwards, he then turned and walked into the front room.
" Dean, of course I know you. Everyone knows you." Dean almost looked embarrassed, for a small second they just stood in the door way. Silently screaming in my head, butterflies clawing their way up my throat and my heart must have be doing a god damn triathlon with how fast it was beating. I had to look down at the floor I wasn't going to let my emotions show. I am a brick wall on the outside. I repeated that over and over in my head.
"Where do you want them putting?" I kinda snapped out of my mini trance, completely confused of what Dean was referring to. I could feel my face tense, my eyebrows knit together,"uhhhh, what putting?" The left side of Dean's mouth rises as he looks down at the floor. After a second he rises his head back up still smiling. Oh my gosh his smile was to die for. He might as well be a model. I looked down to the box in his hands and realized that the box was for me. But there was only one thing of mine at school, my books.
"Your books. I got them off Crowley...." That name sends shivers down my spine, panic probably shot across my face, or at least to Dean's reaction it did. " I'll take them ..." I reached forward for the box. Dean turned his shoulder towards me blocking the box from my reach. "Nope I am taking it, you direct me." Dean seemed adamant. It took me a moment to pull myself together. Then I started to walk; I then realized that, hey your knee and leg is dodged up you can't walk that good. I put on a show for Dean though. I didn't think he saw my limp as much or at least I hope he didn't.

Dean's POV
I knew Castiel from round school. I saw him here and there and had most of my classes with him. He seemed like a generally nice guy. I kinda wish I had his eyes though. If I had his eyes I would get anything I wanted; anyone I wanted. His eyes caught your attention first. They just were so blue as soon as you scanned over them you had to go back and look at them again, and if I was a girl I probably totally would have hit on him, but guys aren't my area.
So yeah, Castiel seemed really nice, a bit of a nerd but nice. A cool guy to hang with. Plus I'm not hanging round with a dickhead like Crowley any more. He pulled a dick move earlier. I mean how is Cas supposed to hold off 3 people and still protect himself from Crowley. I could have only just got out of it and I've been wrestling since I was 5, running since I was 18 months and I've been on so many hunting trips a shotgun may as well be attached to me. So yeah I felt sorry for the guy. So I decided I might as well make it up to him. It took me a while to track down where he lives but I had a little help. Sam is good on a computer, that's what we shall call it.
Then for some bizzare reasons I got butterflies. I mean me! With butterflies! It's stupid. I proved them wrong though. I walked straight to his door and without even giving myself a second to think knocked on his door. Although now that I think about that, I really should have gave myself a second to think, I mean I should have prepared something better to say to his brother when he opened the door.
Gabriel opened the door or at least I think it was Gabriel, I wasn't paying much attention. All I could think about was the voices in my head shouting 'SHIT YOU GOD DAMMNED IDJIT!' Anyway whoever answered the door had a twizzler hanging out of his mouth. For the second time I was actually nervous to be at someone's door. " Umm..." I straightened myself up " Does Castiel Novak live here?"
The other guy looked at me, he kinda looked me up and then just nodded turned his head and shouted, "Castiel Novak" he turned back to me "so what you want with my brother?"
I stared at him blankly. How could he be Castiel's brother? He looks nothing like Castiel. I mean the guy infront of me was all hazel, hazel eyes, a kinda hazel colored hair, a little tanned. Castiel had black hair, blue eyes and he was pale. Like really pale. "Dude you gonna answer?" I snapped out of my thoughts. "Yeah, sorry. Yeah ... Castiel got beat up real bad so I just got some stuff that's his for him." He looked down at my arms, I followed his gaze and realized that I'd left Castiel's stuff in the back of my impala. "Oh, it's in the back of my car I'll just go get it."
I turn and jog to the impala. I grab the box out of the back and walk back to the open door. When I return, Gabriel (or at least who I think is him) has taken a step back and I can hear someone coming slowly down some stairs. The guy in front of me turns and quite sarcastically says, "Oh so sleeping beauty is actually awake, is he?" Coming from further behind I here a muffled "I don't get that reference. Anyway who is at the door?" Castiel came to the door wresting with a hoodie to put it on. I couldn't help but smirk. Once he had finished wresting with his hoodie and had finally made eye contact with me.
His face dropped. He generally looked so scared. I'm not gonna lie it dropped my confidence a little. Which is ridiculous because I'm me. But yeah I tried to hold myself straight but I couldn't. My shoulders came in a bit the box in my arms dropped a bit more. It wasn't heavy at all but it happened. Cas just stared. His blue eyes had a wild look in them but they were red and puffy from probably crying. His hair was like it always was messy wild sticking all over the place, sex hair. But his posture, he held himself differently. Like he was trying to cover something and it was pretty obvious he wasn't going to make the first move so I was going to, "Hi Cas, I don't know if you know me but I'm Dean. I'm in most of your classes but like sit towards the back." After I'd said that I was just about ready to just go home. I'd said nothing right. Me! I'm Dean Winchester and I said nothing right. Luckily Cas didn't seem to notice. He stood there and looked a little like if just slapped him. He turned to his brother who was half concealing himself behind the door and gave him a bitchface. It was amazing the only person I knew who could do a better one was my little brother Sam. Gabriel lifted his hands as if to say 'I'm not gonna say anything' and backed away from the door. Castiel turned back to me no longer doing the bitchface.
"Dean of course I know you. Everyone knows you." He said it so simply and sweetly that I could feel the heat creep up to my cheeks. I tried to shove them back down and looked at Castiel's converse. He wore them all day everyday for everything. In sport he wore them no matter what he was doing. And I don't really want to admit this but he is actually really good. Well when it comes to none contact sport, track, he was fabulous after me it was him. He glided over the track. Rounders, cricket and Baseball he was good at he had a good bat and a good throw. Actually he was quite good at dodgeball as well. He didn't throw the balls but none of the opposite team hit him. So pretty much all the sports we didn't do a lot. But American football and Soccer, he was crap at. Well he probably wasn't crap but he had no confidence and that's what make him crap. Then I remembered I was still at his front door holding a box of his stuff. He was still stood there holding himself awkwardly. Looking at the floor.
"Where do you want them putting?" He stopped looking at the floor, it took him a second to process what I'd just said. His eyebrows knitted together, "uhhh, what putting?" He was actually quite cute when he was confused. But that would be if I was a girl, I think. I smiled and stopped myself from laughing a little. I bit the inside of my cheek and looked down at the floor. I gave myself a second and looked back up. His faced has relaxed again and his eyebrows were no longer knitted, you could see all of the blue in his big eyes.
"Your books, I got them from Crowley...." Castiel tensed up and panic flew across his face again. Shit I'd said the wrong thing. The very wrong thing. I didn't know what to say this had never happened before. Cas seemed to sense my panic and calm down his panic. "I'll take them..." He reached out to take the box but I turned my shoulder towards him. I was determined to do this for him I wanted to see his reaction. "Nope I am taking it, you direct me." He seemed a little shocked at this and took a second to pull himself together. He turned and started to walk. I followed him and shut the door behind me but I had only just shut the door, when he stopped and adjusted his position. His left leg had been fucked up by Crowley. It was obviously causing him pain but I think Cas was trying to hide it. I didn't say anything. I didn't want him to be embarrassed. Bless him.

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