A Destiel Fanfic

9. Castiel

By the time Dean got back to his dorm, it was about ten in the morning. He had barely grabbed the doorknob when the door flew open and Garth stood there smiling. "You're back!"

"Yeah I'm back," Dean answered tiredly. "Can I come in our dorm now, or are you going to make me wait out here?"

"No, no. Come on." Garth stopped smiling and let Dean in. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just tired. And worried about my little brother." He set his stuff down on his bedside table and sat down on his bed.

"It was boring without you, you know that right?" Garth watched Dean.

"No way."

"Yes, way. And your little friend Castiel kept asking where you were and when you would be back."

"Wait, Castiel?" Dean quickly looked up at Garth.

Garth nodded. "Yeah, it was non-stop too."

"Do you know where he is right now?"

"Probably wandering the dorms and talking with his friends. He was here not that long ago."

Dean got up quickly. "I have to go find him."

"Alright well, tell your boyfriend I say hi." Garth chuckled.

Dean's face got red and he quickly left and searched all the places he thought he might be. The café, the courtyard, where they had kissed.

He sat down on one of the concrete benches and give up when he heard a voice say his name.

He looked around and saw Castiel walking towards him. "Where have you been." He asked.

"I was home. My brother needed me so I left. But obviously I'm back now." Dean looked at Castiel's eyes. Still as beautiful as he could remember.

"Oh. Well, that's good."

Castiel seemed a little distracted, and Dean didn't know what to say.

His eyes drifted to Castiel's, whose were already on Dean's.

The tension was unbearable.

Dean was about to snap until Castiel spoke.

"Do you have any classes this morning?"

Dean relaxed a little and shook his head. "Just one later this afternoon."

"What time?"

"At one."

Castiel nodded and stared at Dean again. "That's good. I don't have any classes since I had my one today."

Dean stared back at Castiel. He couldn't help it.

After a few minutes, it became clear that Castiel couldn't handle it either.

Before Dean knew what was happening, Castiel had hold of the front of his jacket and Dean's lips were locked with his'.

Dean couldn't control himself, and neither could Castiel.

Their hands were in each other's hair, under layers of clothing, and pulling on the front of each other's shirts.

Castiel sprung apart from Dean and untangled his hands from under his jacket.

Dean untangled his fingers from his hair and looked away.

Castiel's face was a bright red. "I'm sorry..."

He looked at Castiel. "Why are you sorry?"

"I really like you, Dean." Castiel was serious.

"I like you too, Castiel." Dean smiled a little.

They both looked back at each other and this time weren't as desperate to be close to each other.

Dean pulled Castiel close and pressed his lips against his'.

Castiel leaned into it.

Dean was about to actually kiss Castiel when a clock chimed somewhere. He looked up at the clock and realized he had to go.

"Cas-"

Castiel pulled him closer and kissed him. "Don't go yet."

"I have to." Dean tried to pull himself away but he couldn't do it. "Cas I have to go!" He was already late enough.

Castiel let go of him, his face red again.

He kissed Castiel quickly. "I'll see you later. I promise."

Castiel nodded and Dean turned and ran to his next class.

He straightened out his jacket and fixed his hair as he made his way to his next class.

He hoped to see Castiel later. And he knew that that was the thing that would distract him.

*(N/A) I had to make this chapter. I had gotten ideas and I couldn't wait to create it, and now I can't wait to post it.

I have posted this sooner because I hear thunder and it's supposed to be very bad right where I'm living, and I don't know when I'll get to post again.

So I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I'll write a new one as soon as I can.

Thank you!