Color Me Blue {A Destiel Fanfic}

Meeting Dean

Song: Rich youth - Hayley Kiyoko

"Wake up." I scrunched my eyes closed tighter.

"No." I muttered.

"Castiel Novak, get your ass up, we're going shopping."

"Charlie, I'm tired."

"Caaaaasssssiiiiieeeee."

"Fine, I'm up. Are we really going shopping?" I groaned, opening my eyes.

"No, I just wanted to see if it would wake you up." She snorted, pulling on my arm. I sat up, yawning. "So, I'm taking you to get coffee, then you're going to tell me all about Dean before I meet him." She rambled, pulling me to my feet.

"Okay." I replied before getting hit in the face with a shirt.

"Put this on, and these." She said, throwing a pair of jeans at me. I pulled on the shirt and slipped into the jeans before realizing they were Dean's pants, the ones that hung low on my hips. Why does everyone always choose these jeans? Dammit.

"Get your shoes on boy, we're heading out!" She yelled, jingling her keys. I smiled and shook my head. She was like an energetic puppy dog, all over the place.

She dragged me to her car, going on and on about how she couldn't wait for the next season of Sherlock. I sighed and shook my head buckling my seat belt and switching on the radio.

Charlie and I had become fast friends, which was strange for me. One night when we were texting she asked for my address, which I supplied her with, and she just showed up. This happened often and I just stopped being surprised by it.

She was fun, a little tiring at times, but fun nonetheless. She forced me to watch movies with her, explaining the entire thing for me, creating a mental picture. She also made me talk about girls, which kinda made me uncomfortable sometimes.

"So then she said 'no, what the fuck' which was very rude in my opinion, don't you agree?"

"Yeah, very rude."

"Anyway, we're almost there."

"Cool."

"So I was thinking," she started, turning the radio down a smidge. "Pizza, new music, pillow fight night?" She asked making me smile.

"Well, actually me and Dean had plans, but you're welcome to hang out til then."

"Okay, another night?"

"Totally." I replied, yawning. It was quiet aside from the music, until Charlie screamed, nearly making me jump out of my skin.

"We're here!"

"Jesus Christ Charlie, you scared me." I exclaimed, undoing my seatbelt.

"Sorry bud, I need coffee." She said making me sigh as I crawled out of the car. She dragged me inside, throwing me into a chair before ordering.

The chair in front of me scraped the floor alerting me that Charlie was already back.

"Here, drink up mister." She said happily, thrusting a cup into my hands.

"Thanks Char." I smiled, sipping on the hot coffee she had supplied me with.

"So, tell me about this Dean." She said expectantly.

"What do you wanna know?" I asked. She scoffed.

"Everything!" She exclaimed, slamming her hand on the table.

"Alrighty then...."

***

Hi, Dean again, Cas said this part should be from my point of view, so here goes nothing...

"Come on Sammy." I yelled, pulling his shoes from his closet. (Light up sketchers with dinosaurs on them)

"Where are we goin' Deany?" He asked, skipping into his room. I sat him up on his bed, slipping the shoes and socks onto his feet.

"You're gonna see Gabriel." I smiled. He squirmed excitedly in his seat.

"Really?" He asked in a whispery voice.

"Yes really."

"Oh yay!" He jumped up and ran to the door.

"Hey wait up!" I yelled following him down the stairs and out the door.

"Gabe!" The boy had already thrown open the door and ran inside.

"Sam!" Gabriel ran into the main hall from the kitchen crashing into my brother. "Guess what?" He giggled.

"What?"

"I got Lego blocks!"

"Lego blocks?" Sam gasped.

"We can build anything we want!" Gabe screamed. The two boys bounced excitedly at the thought of Legos. "Let's go play!"

"Hell yeah!" Sam yelled.

Which was followed by a "watch your language young man!" From me. I chuckled to myself, sauntering into the kitchen where Becky was stirring something at the stove. "Hey Becky."

"Hello Dean. Castiel is upstairs in his bedroom with Charlie." She said, not looking up from the stove.

"Thanks." I said, making my way up the stairs and smiling when I heard music coming from Cas's room. I slipped inside taking in the entire view, Cas laying on the floor nodding his head to the beat, a girl with bright red hair jumping on his bed listening to Fall Out Boy.

"Knock knock." I smiled, banging my fist against the open door. Cas sat up and reached to turn the radio down.

"Hey Dean." He grinned, pushing himself up off the floor. The red head, whom I assumed was Charlie, ceased jumping and ran over to me before Cas could make it.

"So you're Dean, hmm...." She smirked, spinning around, inspecting me. "Interesting."

"At least properly meet him before scaring him off." He laughed, leaning up against me. I instantly pulled an arm around his shoulders, leaning over to press a kiss to his forehead.

"Fine." She scoffed. "I'm Charlie, Charlie Bradbury." I held out a hand.

"Dean Winchester." I said, shaking her hand firmly. She smiled and let go, patting Cas on the head.

"You did good Cassie, he's a cutie pie." She giggled.

"I wouldn't know." He scoffed. I laughed, shaking my head at the pair. Cas was right, I did like her.

"Well Cassie, hate to cut this short, but I gotta dash, Dean it was nice meeting you, hope to see ya again. Love ya!" Charlie smiled, waving before bouncing out of our room.

"Where's she off to in such a hurry?" I asked, running a hand through his messy hair.

"Who knows." He laughed, pushing my hand away. I smiled and scooped him up in my arms before throwing him onto the bed, making him squeal. A giant tickle fight ensued, ending up with both of us on the floor laughing our asses off before deciding to go search his kitchen for food, you know, normal stuff teenagers do.

Woah, long chapter (not really). I didn't proof read so sorry for any mistakes or whatever. Vote, comment, follow! Luv ya! 💓

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