7 hours

~Chapter 3~

Dean's POV

Spending 7 hours with Cas everyday was a new kind of high for me. He was a drug that I couldn't get enough of. He made me see things differently, and he gave me a new hope for everything. He was beautiful in every way possible. He had lips that looked so soft, and a way with words that made the butterflies in my stomach flutter. He had black hair that made his pale skin paler, and blue eyes that twinkled whenever he talked about something he liked. He licked his lips whenever he talked for a while. Whenever he concentrated on something, he had a look on his face that made everyone not want to bother him. He was so beautiful and it was the little things that I noticed that made him so breathtaking. In just seven hours, that only really added up to an hour, I had learned more about this boy than I do myself. I wanted to find out more, I intend to find out more. I want to see what he's hiding underneath that mask he puts up around people. I want to get to know the real him, the one at home. He's so beautiful, and mysterious, and I don't want to let this one go.

It was the last hour of the day: Gym. My favorite class. It was the one place at school that I could be myself and not have anyone question what I was doing. Today, we were playing football in the field. My sport. The game where I could tackle people and I would be praised for it. But today, it wasn't about winning. It was seeing what Cas could do.

Cas' POV

7 hours. Each day. It was a new heaven. I had never found someone before like Dean Winchester. He was an amazing person. He listened to my crazy stories and asked me questions I never even thought about. He really paid attention and whenever I asked about him, he didn't really want to talk about himself. I wasn't one to pry, but I wanted to know everything about this boy that there was to know. I've only known him for 7 hours, and he was already my best friend. He even said so at lunch.

*Flash back 2 hours*

It was lunch time and I didnt know what to do. I wasn't really hungry, so I wasn't planning on eating, but I have no idea where to sit. I decided to stick with Dean as he was the only one I really talked to during the day. He wanted food so I stood with him, talking about the recent class we just had. The conversation had drizzled into nothing so I decided to pop the question.

"Where am I gonna sit?" I looked at him as he looked at me. He still, as always, before saying anything, searched my face, staying for a little while on my lips. I licked my lips just to tease him and I saw a little twitch in his lips as well.

"With me silly. We can go to the library and eat if you want. My friends are a little... Loud and.. Too much, if you know what I mean.." He widened his eyes as if to emphasis what he said.

"Ah.. I get it. Yeah, I'd like to go to the library, maybe check out a few books. You know me, the giant nerd." I just smiled at him. This was our joke together. I was the giant nerd and he's the crazy jock. 7 hours and we already had a joke.

He shook his head and smiled. He looked up and me and searched my face again. This time he didn't land on my lips, he landed on my eyes and we stayed like that until the line moved. To someone else it may have been a staring contest. But to me, it meant the world. To me, it was just us, no one else mattered, and I got to look at his beautiful eyes. The same emerald green eyes that stared into my blue ones, and they belonged to Dean Winchester.

He didn't say anything for a while, until he looked back up at me. "This is why you're my best friend." He smiled that toothy grin that made my heart thud, and turned to grab his food. I didn't know what to say after that, I kind of just stood still. I had never been anyone's best friend. I didn't know how best friends acted. He turned to look at me. "Aren't you coming?" I just smiled at him and began walking with him, not saying anything until we got to the library. I read a book there while Dean ate, and we just sat in comfortable silence. I listened to his calm breathing.