Destiel One-Shots

Did It Hurt?

"Did it hurt?" 

It was the end of the day and Castiel was packing up his stuff for the weekend. He was glad the week was over, he had a lot of nothing to do. Castiel jumps when he shuts his locker and there's suddenly a person leaning against the neighboring lockers speaking to him. A very attractive person. A very attractive person whom goes by Dean that Castiel may or may not have a burning crush on.

Castiel puts his bag on his shoulders and rolls his eyes at the other teen, "Let me guess, when I fell from heaven?" Being named after an angel had its downfalls, one of them being the brunt of overused lines, and not for the purpose Castiel wanted them for. 

"No," Dean says with a charming smile. A stupid charming smile that Castiel totally does not love.

"What?" Castiel asks.

Dean props himself in front of Cas, caging him in with his arms. He leans close to Castiels face, close enough that the dark haired teen can feel the others breath- which smells like pie. 

"No, when you fell for me." And suddenly Castiel was kissing his crush, Dean Winchester. 

Holy shit, you're kissing Dean Winchester!!! Kiss back idiot! Castiel's lips catch up to his mind and he returns the kiss with equal enthusiasm. 

When they pull away, both teens are panting for breath. Dean gives Castiel a quick peck before lacing his fingers with his own. 

"I take it that was a yes to the date?" Dean asks happily.

"Yeah" Castiel says with a giant smile.