Spin the Bottle: Destiel high school AU

Pointless Fluff, yay

Cas' pov
I opened my eyes slowly and groan. Snuggling into the blanked and towards the warmth behind me. As I gained more consciousness I realized me and Dean were tangled together and I smiled, turning towards him as I did so. I pecked his nose and he grumbled, "Morning, Angel." Before running a hand over his face and through his hair. I laugh, "Morning, Mortal. You still have all that makeup on you face you know."  He opens one bright green eye and holds his hand up, "Well shit, now I've got a black streak in my hair, right?" I nodded and he walks up and I whine, "Now I'm COLD." He looks back at me, "Too bad, Angel. Gotta Zayn." I raise an eyebrow, "What the fuck does that mean?" He laughs, " Look it up, I have to take a shower before the black sets in forever." I paw around for my phone and turn it on, 5:30 am. "WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING UP AT 5:30 IN THE MORNING!!" Dean opens the bathroom door, shirtless. "I DON'T KNOW YOU WOKE ME UP!" Then he shut the door and starts his shower. Once he showered he went downstairs to make me food and I showered. Then I walked out with a towel wrapped around my waist, and then realized that I had no clothes to change into, awesome. I walked downstairs and went into the kitchen, "So, Dean I- what?" He was just staring at me, jaw dropped with pancakes in one hand and syrup in the other, "You, Um, I just, uh, what were you saying?" I shake my head, "I was just saying that I don't have any clothes to wear so..." He stands there staring at my torso for a moment, "Um, yea of course just, uh, follow me." He sets down the food and runs up the stairs to his bedroom, me following close behind. He digs through his drawer and hands me a pair of dark grey joggers and a blue t-shirt, "These should fit you decently enough for the day." I grab them and nod, "Ok, I will be downstairs in a minute." He shuffles awkwardly out of the room and I put on the clothes, shoving my dirty laundry in my bag. The joggers sat low on my waist and were tight at my ankles but I had to scrunch them up because they were too long for my legs. The shirt fit nicely resting higher on my waist than the pants, leaving a small gap of tan skin showing on the left hip, but it was fine I'm sure. I messed with my hair a bit before running down the stairs and to Dean who had set out plates for both of us. I walk over to their fridge and shuffle things around before pulling out the chocolate syrup, "BAZINGA!" I glaze it over my pancakes and ask if e has powdered sugar and strawberries. He nods and points at a cabinet where I presume the sugar was at. I rummaged around a bit and find it, then sprinkle it over my pancakes. Then I grab two strawberries and cut them up, placing them in the middle of my stack. I look up to find Dean staring at me, "What?" He laughs, "Yes, help yourself master chef! Don't forget to Instagram it." I give him my best bitch face complete with an eye roll then dig in happily.
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We were hanging upside down on the couch watching Merlin when Dean asks what I wanted to do, "I don't know, go to the mall?" He nods, "Ok, let's do it." We finally get to the mall and the first place Dean walks to is the beauty shop, "What are you doing, peasant?" He turns around, "We are gonna dye the tips of our hair, not peasant." I laugh at his horrible comeback and walk in with him. "Two for tips." Dean says at the counter. The man nods and puts us in then motions us to different chairs. I sit down and an Asian boy comes up, "Hello, I'm Kevin. I'll be doing your hair today, what would you like?"  I tap my chin, "Electric blue. Yea, definitely that." Kevin nods, "That would compliment your eyes well. Just lean back and let me work my magic!" I chuckle and nod. I start humming Little Game by Benny because I've become fascinated by that song lately and close my eyes. Soon enough we are finished and Dean comes up behind me and puts his hands hands over my eyes, "And for the big reveal!" He takes his hands off as he opens his own eyes and we both gasp, "Holy shit! You look sexy as fuck!!!" He gasps. I strike a pose, "I know right." I wink, "You don't look too bad yourself, jock." He mimicked my pose, "I know right." We laugh and start out of the shop, "So, food Winchester?" He nods and links our arms, "Definitely, Novak." And smiles. We ended up eating Chinese at the food court and buying four flannels, seven band t-shirts, and some pop figures for our ever growing joint-collection. We were now on our way to an ice cream shop. "Dean, I want to listen to Fall out Boy, not Metallica!" He scoffs and says, "You're lucky I love you..." Before changing the pandora station on his phone. My eyes widen. Holy shit he just said he loved me. Holy shit he did, do we say it back? I'll try sass. You do that... "I love you too, my smooth criminal." I nod to myself and he chuckles, "I am way better than Michael Jackson, thank you very much, but I am guilty of stealing..." He intakes, "Nope, not finishing that. Way too fuckin' chick flick. Let's just get ice cream."
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"Cas, it's on your nose." I turn my head, purposefully resting my check on the cone, "What is?" He laughs, "Your ice cream!" I wipe off my nose with the cone, "Did I get it?" He is now dying of laughter and honestly it was adorable, "Nu, N, No. I, it-s ever, every-" He couldn't finish the sentence he was laughing so hard. Once he had regained his strength he took a napkin and wiped it off my face slowly then pecked my nose, "Now it's off." We smiled and headed back to his place.
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That was just fluff, so yea..... Deal. Bai!!!