Pretty Boy // Destiel

3. Out Sick

Castiel.

I get home and go upstairs with my bag and shut my bedroom door behind me. I look at myself in the mirror, seeing my tired expression and the purple-ish bruises already making their appearance.

I carefully change into sweatpants and a loose t-shirt and curl up in bed when my dad knocks and walks in.

"Hey Cas, the nurse called asking how you were. You're not to be back in school for at least two days. They want you to relax." He sits down next to me on the bed.

I nod and pull the blankets up to my shoulders, grabbing my tv remote and getting comfortable.

"Is there anything you want? You can only have soft food, so I'll find something for you."

I laid and thought for a second. "Tea." My throat scratched really bad and I choked out a cough.

My dad nodded and stood up, walking to the door and closing it behind him.

I laid for a second, stretching out on my bed as I turned on the tv to find something to watch.

Old Friends reruns were going on so I turned that on and stared blankly at the tv in front of me.

I know everything that happened was my fault. From ruining Dean's jacket to giving them another reason to bully me.

I thought about how daring I was to wear what I had on and sadly had the idea that I wouldn't be able to wear it again if that's what provoked Dean's friends today.

A few minutes later my dad brought in my mug of tea and ice cream.

"I put honey in the tea, just like you like and your favorite, mint-chip ice cream." He smiled proudly, which made me smile. "Text me if you need anything, I'll be downstairs working on my book." He ruffled my hair and left quietly again.

I set the tea down on my bedside table and held the ice cream tub close to my chest. I popped open the lid and grabbed the spoon that was laid beside me and began eating the ice cream, watching Friends and answering occasional Instagram and Kik notifications.

~*~

Dean.

I was messing around on the Instagram explore page during free period when a post that I saw looked oddly familiar.

I stopped scrolling and found it again, seeing the outfit that was in the picture.

I expanded the picture and saw the username as "PrettyBoyBlue."

"Strange." I mumble, looking at the picture and seeing its Castiel, except the picture is done in the mirror and his face hidden by his phone.

I notice it's not the only picture but I take a moment to take it in. It's pretty popular and it's of him wearing the blue sweatshirt and a black skirt with white knee socks.

The caption reads "To school? If so, which one?"

I scroll through and see that there's the purple he wore today, pink, and an all black one.

Which I did not want to admit made him really hot.

I look for the date to see when it was posted and notice. That was this morning.

I read through some of the comments. Some saying how pretty he was, some replying the colors. Some hate.

That angers me and I click on his account, reading his bio and noticing he's got his Snapchat and Kik account linked.

I notice the amount of followers and nearly have a heart attack.

"25k?? How!" I scroll through and mentally take note.