The Boyfriend Plan (Destiel AU) [ON HOLD]

Sam's Boyfriend

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***Sam's POV***

After Cas declared his feelings for me, I spent most of the rest of the day with him. It was like being friends, but more. We laughed, talked, occasionally got yelled at by teachers for not paying attention... Honestly, for my first relationship, this is going great. I just wonder... Why would a guy like Cas want to be with single, nerdy me?

Although, he did understand all of my weird science jokes and even a few of my obscure TV references. And the way he beat up Lucifer... He didn't even know me, yet he was willing to get into a fight with one of the worst bullies in school to stop him from teasing me. I really don't deserve Cas.

Yet, as much as he does for me, I can't get my mind off of Gabe. We passed in the hallway, and he smirked at me. Smirked! Who even does that? But I don't want to date him. I've only spoken to Gabe, like, one time. We have science together, which is one of the only classes I don't have with Cas.

I haven't told Dean about Cas and I yet, but he accepted me when I told him I was gay, so I don't think my first relationship will be a problem. I just hope he approves of Cas. How could he not, though? It saves Dean the trouble of having to go back later, find out who bullied me, and beat the crap out of them.

Sometimes, I feel like I'm dragging him down and keeping him from his friends with me being so unpopular. But maybe now that I have a boyfriend, people will stop picking on me, and Dean will be proud.

***Cas's POV***

Science finally comes around, and Sam and I part ways with a semi-awkward hug and head off to our classes. I head into Science, and Dean is sitting by himself in the back corner, so I pull up a chair and join him.
The teacher is explaining all the rules and procedures of the classroom, which is basically just common sense, so tear a sheet of paper out of my notebook and write a note to Dean.

Hey, Dean, guess who got Sam to be his boyfriend?

I fold it up into a tiny square and slide it across the desk to Dean. When he takes it, our fingers touch, and I swear I'm not making this up, but I felt a spark. It sounds cheesy, I know. He takes the note and unfolds it without it making a sound, then writes something and and slides it back to me.

Wow! On the first day? You work fast.

And that's how we spend the rest of the class, with me describing how badly Sam is bullied, but also how cute his smile is, and Dean being impressed with my superior pick up artist skills. The bell rings a I crumple up the paper, and throw it in the direction of the recycling bin.

***Crowley's POV***

Those dickwads didn't even notice that I was in class with them. While I was paying attention, they were scribbling away on a piece of paper. Aha! My eyes catch on a crumpled up ball of paper a few inches from the recycling bins... What could this be?