The Curious Case Of Castiel Novak

Things we keep to oursleves.

- so there's gonna be some intense moments this chapter, there's also homophobic jokes and taunts made at the end. -

//Castiel
I woke up with my arms wrapped tightly around someone, and my face pressed into the someone's neck. I pulled back and saw Dean sleeping soundly. Shitshitshit! I slowly pulled my arms away and he stirred. His dirty blonde hair all messy, and his lips parted slightly, he looked peaceful. I managed to get up off the couch without waking him. "Charles?" I whispered as I walked towards the kitchen (which is right next to the living room.)

"MORNING CASSIE!" She yelled, from the fridge. She was holding milk, eggs, and pancake mix in her hands. "Don't just stare! Help me out jackass!" She sassed. I helped her sit the eggs, milk and mix on the counter without dropping anything. "So how was your cute cuddle sesh?" She jeered, as she cracked eggs.

"Shut up." I hissed and poured the milk into the bowl. There was a thump.

"SHIT!" Dean yelled.

Charlie and I slowly turned to look into the living room. We looked over the counter and saw Dean on the living room floor trapped in blankets. I sat the bowl down and went to his rescue.

"You ok?" I asked. I pulled the blanket out from under his legs and he freed himself.

"Never been better." He grimaced. I help out my hand to help him up. Once I got him up I didn't let go. Dean rubbed the back of his head with his free hand and I dropped the hand i was holding. God dammit why did I do that! I ruffled my hair.

"AYE LOVEBIRDS! STOP MAKING OUT! THESE PANCAKES DONT MAKE THEMSELVES!" Charlie screamed from the kitchen. We looked at each other wide eyed. Dean bit his cheeks. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and walked to the kitchen. What was he gonna say?
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//Dean
What if I kiss him right here right now? I wanna kiss him. He's just standing there all cute. I bit my cheeks. I didn't know what to do. Fear of rejection is real you know. I looked up and he was already staring. Fuck it! Castiel Novak, I may have a crush on you. Yup. I'm gonna say it... Right NOW! I opened my mouth but nothing came out. Cas looked confused. ABANDON SHIP! ABANDON SHIP! ABORT MISSION! I shut my mouth and walked away. God dammit. What the fuck am I doing? Smooth like crunchy peanut butter. I wiped my hand down my face. I heard Cas following me to the kitchen.

"So steamy make out sesh? How was it. You gotta spill all the details." Charlie winked. I choked on my spit.

"Charlie nothing happened." Cas spat. He crossed his arms and clenched his jaw. Oh fuck he wanted something to happen didn't he.

"Uh, I gotta pee. Where's your bathroom? I asked.

"Down the hall second door." Charlie said. I took off to the bathroom and mentally best myself up.

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//Charlie

"Alright Cas I can sense the sexual tension. Spill." I spat. Cas looked up at me and rolled his eyes.

"You can say he likes me all you want! But it's clear he doesn't!" Cas yelled.

"MY FUCKING GAYDAR GOES OFF EVERYTIME HE LOOKS AT YOU!" I fired back, throwing down the spatula.

"Charles, I literally met Dean two weeks ago! You can't fall in love with someone you just met!" He countered.

"Ok Elsa." I growled. Deans gotta like Cas! Cas deserves someone as good as Dean. Hell, he's just staring to act like himself again after last year... Cas rolled his eyes again and scoffed.