Destiel College Au

CHAPTER TWO (Cas's POV)

The door opened and Castiel was met with a pair of startling bright, green eyes.

"Hey sorry about that," the man spoke in a startling deep voice that offset his princess eyes. "I was told this was my dorm room."

"What?" Castiel said, having embarrassingly been too focused on the mans features to hear what he had been saying. In his defense, this man looked like he walked right out of a magazine.

His piercing eyes were framed by dark lashes and his nose and cheeks were dusted with a perfect array of freckles. His mouth was soft and almost feminine, though that was offset by his sharp jawline and light stubble. He had dirty blond hair that was short on the sides and stuck up in the front. Cas had a strange desire to run his fingers through it. 

"I said, I was told this was my dorm room," the man said again, sounding slightly annoyed.

That was when Castiel noticed how exhausted he looked. His eyes were framed by dark bags and he seemed to be slowly gravitating towards the ground.

"Yeah! Uh. Sorry! Come in!" Cas practically shouted, shoving the door open and reaching for one of the duffel bags.

The man let him pull it out of his hand and shuffled inside, practically throwing his other duffel bag off his shoulder towards an empty spot on the floor. Not even bothering to ask where the beds were, the mystery man proceeded to flop onto the crappy sofa in the living room area and pass out immediately.

"Well.. he must've been tired," Cas mumbled to himself, slightly put off.

Castiel then dragged the duffel bags one at a time into the room where he had been sleeping, the lack of baggage causing his already existing curiosity to grow considerably. He threw them both on the unoccupied bed and fell back on his own. The man must have been extremely strong as the duffel bags were heavier than they appeared.

"I guess I have a roommate now," he spoke aloud to no one in particular.

Castiel spent the next few hours busying himself in making the small living area fit for two people, taking care not to make too much noise as the man clearly needed the sleep he was getting.

As the perfectionist in Cas was slowly driving him crazy, he gave up on trying to appease his inner neat-freak and decided the dorm looked fine, if only just to take a break from the exhausting work.

He walked over to the couch and sat down on the chair positioned right beside. Castiel stared at the sleeping man, smiling slightly to himself as he looked so peaceful just laying there, his eyes closed and his lips parted just slightly.

Castiel gasped when the man suddenly shifted in his sleep, reaching for wakefulness. He barely had time to think before he was met once again by a pair of sleepy green eyes.