This is a Bad Idea (Destiel Teacher x Student AU)

Chapter 6

Castiel

What a freaking BITCH! Castiel thought as he watched Winchester. He was currently at his desk, clicking away on his computer while the students worked on bookwork. Castiel watched as he glanced at his notebook every, what seemed, five seconds. Ridiculous, he better not touch- no, even think about my notebook. I will go full apeshit on his ass. Cas twiddled his pencil as he stared blankly down at the bookwork sitting in front of him.

He couldn't focus. At. All. Not with this damn teacher taking the only thing He cares about and looking at it like he wants to go through it. He better fucking not. Cas rolled his eyes and sighed as he threw his pencil down in the book in front of him, sitting back in his chair to look at the time.

11:08. Just three more minutes. He a began to tap his foot impatiently on the floor as his gaze flickered to Winchester for a brief second. Cas stiffened. Their eyes locked again. What is that? The third time that day? Within a one hour period. What a prick. Cas dropped his gaze, just barely managing to hold back his eye roll.

*RIIIIINNNNGGG* *SHRIEK* (whatever bell noises make idfk)

Cas sighed and packed up his things slowly, trying his best to ignore the feeling of a pair of eyes watching his every move. The class quickly emptied and Cas finally turned around to meet Winchester. He was standing now, still look at Cas. Why does he always do that? The fuck is wrong with you? Cas sighed, making his way around the desks and up to Winchester.

Cas tried to snatch his book from Winchesters desk but he was too slow as his teacher beat him to it again. Cas sighed while they met gazes again. "Can I have my notebook back please?" He spat through clenched teeth. Winchester held it with a firm grip, there was no way Cas was going to be able to grab it and run.

He seemed to contemplate his answer, them both standing across from one another with a firm gaze, neither one willing to loose and look away. "You know I'm not blind, right?" Cas furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head just slightly.

"Wha-"

"I'm not blind, Cas. I can tell that you have something going on outside of school." Castiels heart stopped as all the events from the day before came flooding back to him. Through all of the periods distractions he'd forgotten about everything. Well not forgotten per-say, just tucked away under a thin layer of sand. And now Winchester had to blow all the sand away and now Castiel remembers, remembers what he wants so desperately to forget.

"I..." Cas trailed off and let his gaze drop to the floor behind his teacher.

"I get it, whatever you're going through is tough. But you can't let your grades slack because of it...." He trailed off, acting as if he wanted to say something else but not knowing if he should or not. "If you need to talk about it-" No. Cas clenched his fists tightly. This angered Cas so immensely he actually wanted to punch him now. This asshole acting like he knows what Cas is going through. He has no idea.

"Shut up." Cas mumbled while still keeping his gaze away from Winchester in fear if he looked at him his emotions would cloud his judgment and he would actually punch him. "Shut up." He repeated, louder this time. "You don't have any idea." Cas felt his voice lower and that's when he finally looked up at his teacher. But what he saw in his eyes was not what he expected, at all. Gentle and kind green eyes looked down at him. And just with that one look, Castiels anger bubbled out into sadness then the next thing he knew tears were slipping past his eyes against his will. He quickly covered his face with his hoodie sleeve and turned around. He didn't want any of his teachers, especially this teacher to see him like this. Vulnerable.