You Don't Remember Me? (Destiel highschool AU)

I Can Read You Like A Book Castiel

~The morning after~

I wake up, greeted by Cas' face. I assume he didn't get up in the night because he would've woken me up. I sit up a little to check the time on my clock on the wall. Wow, we slept till almost 1 in the afternoon. I decide to stay in bed until Cas wakes up because I feel like that's fair on him. There is nothing else for me to do right now except watch Cas sleep which I kinda hate doing because it's really quite creepy. Ok, it's also kinda amazing watching Cas sleep because he's really cute, even more so than usual. He has his mouth open a little which also causes him to snore slightly. He also looks like such a squish and I love it and him. I want to keep him in my pocket so I can be with him all the time. So, yeah, I guess he's sorta ok. I kiss his forehead and his eyes flutter open. Fuck, I woke him up.

"Morning." He says stretching. "What's the time?"

I sit up with him and check the clock again.

"1 in the afternoon." His eyes widen.

"OH MY GOD WE MISSED SCHOOL. MY MOM IS GOING TO BE SO PISSED!" He starts to run his hands through his hair, clearly out of stress.

"Hey, it's ok. Just tell your mom you puked or something, you'll be ok." I take his hands off his head and hold them.

He looks into my eyes, he's still stressed.

"Do you wanna go downstairs and watch crap TV?" He smiles at me.

"You know me so well." I smile back.

We go downstairs, Cas stays behind to get some stuff. He runs back down with his arms full of blankets and all sorts of squishy stuff. He throws them at me. I feel him jump next to me and take some of the covers for himself. I put my arm around his shoulder and he snuggles in closer to me.

Out of nowhere Cas pulls a massive box of Cheerios from under the covers and starts eating them with his hand. I don't question it and take a handful for myself.

~Cas' P.O.V~

I feel my phone vibrate in my back pocket. Ugh, this is gonna be super awkward. I wriggle and kick until I get the damn thing out of my back pocket. Oh fuck, it's my mom. I pick it up anyway.

"Castiel?"

"Wait sorry, can you just wait a second." I take my phone away from my ear and motion to Dean to turn the TV down. "I'm sorry, what?"

"I just got a call from your school Castiel, they were asking why you weren't in today. Don't you dare tell me you bunked."

"What? No. I got sick last night."

"Oh yeah, last night. Where the hell were you?!" Oh god, this is bad.

"I was talking to grandma about how I felt really bad about leaving Dean on his birthday and she told me to sneak out and said that she'd cover for me."

"Oh really? She said those words exactly?"

"Yes."

"Well, why don't I check with grandma now." She sets the phone down somewhere and goes to find grandma.

"Whats happening?" Dean whispers.

"My mom is angry because I snuck out and I didn't go to school today." Mom picks up the phone again.

"Well, it seems that all of this is true. And if you were really ill then I have no reason to punish you."

"Yes, I was ill today." I feel bad for lying but I assume that me 'being ill' would go down better than I bunked off school because I was tired from the sex I had last night.