A Good Kind Of Different

Chapter 11

"So... Get out. Run up and grab some clothes or something. You're still wet."

I waited for him to come back. I saw his brother behind the door when Cas opened it. Oops... Forgot about him... I waited for a while. He didn't come out for a while, I guessed his brother was lecturing him. It was worth the wait, though, because he came back soon enough.

"Sorry..." He started, "Gabe stopped me and lectured me as if I was six. But things are all sorted out now. It looks like I'm asleep and school is on break for the week, so that means no one can disturb."

"Good boy" I laughed a little bit, smiling. I rolled down the street cautiously and quietly. I made it to my house thankfully, knowing Sammy won't mind us. It was 11:47, I came in with Cas, and sure enough, Sammy was up watching cartoons. I took Cas to my room, kinda ignoring my brother. I sat at the foot of my bed, looking at Cas who was standing inside, awkwardly looking around.

"What kinda music you into?"

He just stood there for a while, then he spoke again.

"Uh.. Uh... Y-yeah. Ya know. Led Zepplin. Foreigner."

"Awh yeah! Sweeeeet!"

He liked the same music, that's awesome. I smirked a little at him. I stood up and started to take my shirt off, he was staring, and I knew it. I smirked more. I put on another one, dry, this time. I sat back down and pat the spot next to me, wanting him to sit with me. He did.

"You tired?"

"Maybe... A little..."

I could tell he was.

"Mmmh... Alright."

I lied back and he lied with me. We ended up falling asleep entangled in each others' arms... It was nice. I was smiling and I heard him slowly fall asleep, as his lulling breaths slowed and calmed.

"Goodnight, Castiel."