How deep is your love? (destiel)

Oh shut up Dr. Phil

Deans POV

"You need a tutor?!"

Sam practically screamed before busting into laughter.

"You son of a -"

"Ah ah ah, remember if you swear you owe money."

"You're not gonna be able to use that for the rest of your life yknow."

"I know, but it'll get far enough to where I've saved up enough to buy the new ninja turtles Leonardo action figure."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

I scoffed at his plans and turned back around from looking through the fridge for food.

"Aren't you like in 8th grade?"

"Yeah, and..?"

"Well I mean, like action figures? Cmon dude, at least buy your first playboy!"

"No Dean."

I rolled my eyes
"Whatever Sammy, do we not have anything to eat?"

"Dad was supposed to stop by and give us money to buy food."

"Well looks like that lowlife ain't coming anytime soon, how bout a milkshake and burger? On me."

"Really!?"

"You bet your Leonardo action figure really, plus,I'm pretty sure being cooped in this dank motel room isn't healthy.
So lets go kiddo before it gets dark out."

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We sat at a booth eating fries and had milkshakes in hand.

"Man were those burgers good or what?"

I said rubbing my stomach, sam looked confused.

"Whats wrong Sammy? Waitress got ya all hot and bothered?"

"Wha-? No! Just wondering how you got these burgers and milkshakes for so little."

"Listen kid, when you know people they do things for you."

"Did you kiss the owner?"

"Ew no. But the owners daughter."

I said while pointing a fry at him then chewing it.

"Ooooo, wait till Lisa hears about this!"

He said while launching out of his seat and trying to run out.

"Wait! Sammy! Man, you try to do something nice for the kid and he takes it to an advantage."

I left the correct amount on the table and ran after Sam. I could see him running out the door then falling on the ground while knocking someone else over.

"Oh God Sammy, why why why today?"

I ran over to help him and see who the other person was.

"Sam you alright? You need to control yourself kid this isn't a zoo. Im so sorry mister my little brother just got a hype from those milkshakes, which are delic- cas?"

It was sure as hell him, I could remember those blue eyes from anywhere and that awkward smile that made everything better, and the way his hair looked like he just woke up and his soft skin and-

"You know this guy Dean?"

"Uh yeah. Listen Sammy wait for me back home and don't go anywhere else you hear?"

Before I could finish he bolted back home.

"Hello Dean."
He grabbed his arm with his hand which was a cute thing he did when he was nervous.

"You being here on a school night? There must be something to celebrate."

"I actually work here."

"Oh? Why so late?"

"I just forgot my bag, so uh how's Sam?"

"He's good, top kid in his class, how bout home? Everything alright there?"

"Yeah, yeah everything's okay."

He was lying and I could tell, whenever he lied his eyes wandered off.

"Well Cas. It was nice meeting ya. As you can see I've got a rascal to take care of but let me know when you work so maybe I can stop by sometime? Maybe grab a cup of Joe or something?"

"Yeah! That'd be nice, especially with all this rain we've been getting."

"You've got that right. Well see ya later Cas."

I gave him a little salute and a wink which caused him to blush.

"See ya Dean."

And with that he walked inside and I ran home. It felt good to talk again and not be complete strangers.

"Dammit! Forgot to call Lisa."

I went to the payphone near the hotel inserted a couple quarters and rung up Lisa.

"Hello?"

"Hey Lisa it's Dean, sorry I forgot to call I just went to take little Sammy out to ea-"

"Dean I could care less, remember I'm your girlfriend and you were supposed to call me about prom."

"Lisa cmon."

"Whatever Dean, have a good night."

"Lisa baby don't do that, you know I have to take care of-"

*click*

She hung up on me.

"Fuck!"

I exclaimed while smashing the phone back in place and continued to walk back to the room.

As I entered Sam was watching TV and pointing to something, it was the swear jar.