You look different today... good different

Part Two

Dean's POV:

Dean looked up at the sound of his name and after a few seconds realized that it had been called in association with Castiel Novak's. This could not get any worse, he was sure the guy hated him. Which was bad enough considering Dean's strong feelings of attraction towards him, and now he would be forced to endure spending time with the guy he has pining after. Glancing around the crowded classroom, Dean eventually made eye contact with Castiel and the look of horror in those eyes made Dean feel as though the world was against him.

"Alright, I will give you the next twenty minutes of class to meet with your partners and discuss your plan for this assignment, it will be due on Friday."

The sound of chairs screeching and students catering immediately filled the room, as people began to move to sit with their partners. The only person in the room not moving was Catsiel, apparently he assumed that Dean would come to him. Dean reluctantly obliged.

"Hey, Castiel."

"Hi"

"So I was thinking of focusing on either the theme of Alcoholism, Storytelling, or Tradition for our project. What do you think we should do?"

Dean thought it would be best for his sanity if he just focused on the project. He didn't think he could survive any glares from the same eyes that haunted his fantasies. Luckily, when he looked up he was met with no such glare.

"I think those sound like great ideas. I can create a Google doc for us to work on together if you want."

"Sure, that will work well."

And that was it, no snide remarks, no glares, Cas didn't even mention the incident form earlier in the hall. Cas was just such a sweet and genuine person, which totally sucked because it only made Dean's insane crush on the guy more justifiable.

Cas:

As soon as the bell rang, Cas was rushing out of class. He couldn't bear the feeling of those deep green eyes on him any longer. He hated his crush on Dean, it was incredibly inconvenient. As soon as class was over he collected his things and rushed out, not wanting to spend one more agonizing second dreaming about those eyes and that hair.

"Goddamnit! Why can't he just notice me?!"

Was the tune that began to play over and over in his head.

"This is never going to happen so I think I just need to let it go."

Replied the voice of reason in the back of Cas' mind.

Being the dedicated student he was, Cas started the google drive document as soon as he got home. He wrote a quick outline before running to the kitchen to grab a snack. When he got back to his room, bag of popcorn in-hand, Dean had logged on to the document and was already working on his portion of the project. Cas knew that is was unfair to assume that Dean would be a slacker just because his friends were, but he was nonetheless surprised to find that Dean was working on the project so soon.

Cas opened the chat function on the document and typed, "hey :) thanks for getting started so fast!" And began regretting it the second he hit enter. He was surprised to find, however, that Dean began to type and sent a reply within seconds:"haha, no problem. i get it, i like to get my work done sooner so i don't have to worry about it" Cas chuckled a bit to himself at this and replied: "i am the same way. good to know i am not alone." Cas stared anxiously at his screen waiting for the reply to come. "Hey sorry about Crowley today, he can be a real dick. i didn't mean to just stand by and watch, but you know how it is to stand up against your friends, especially him." was the reply. Cas decided that it wasn't a very good excuse, it sucked actually, but it was admirable that he was at least addressing the issue. Cas replied quickly with, "thanks for the apology. not to be rude or anything but, why are you friends with him?" Within seconds the reply came, "idk, i guess i just feel like as his team-mate and childhood friend i have a responsibility to him." Cas was taken aback by the frank reply he received. He decided to tell Dean a similar story about a friend he had sophomore year.