It's Okay, I Like Different [Destiel]

Angel, I Can't Swim

~Dean's POV~

The beginning of senior year has gone by fast; it's Christmas time now, and all I can think about is doing something special for my Angel.

Cas is sitting in front of me in calculus. He's taking notes, which is good, but all throughout class, I'm burning a hole through the back of his head, thinking of what I'm going to do.

I pretend I'm taking notes, but really I'm just jotting down ideas. I might have to make reservations somewhere, I might have to clean the house, etc.

Finally, the bell rings and I am the first out of the classroom. Cas comes out last, and I surprise him with a soft kiss to him lips.

"Hello, Dean," he finally says.

"Hello, Angel. Are you happy that school's out for two weeks in just a few hours? We can do whatever we want," I wink at him. He blushes. God, he's so cute.

"I am so done with school," he replies.

"Good, because we're leaving now."

"Okay, Green Eyes," he quietly says.

We climb into the Impala and drive to our lake.

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It's dark now, the stars starting to come out. Cas' forehead is resting against my neck and my arm is on his waist. We don't say anything for a long time. We don't need to; the stars make up for the silence.

The lake's waves are quietly hitting the sand and making small splashes.

"Angel, what are the odds of you jumping in the lake?" I say with my signature smirk.

"Hm? Erm, one in. . . twenty," he replies.

"Okay. Five, four, three, two, one. . ."

"17," we say at the same time. I lose myself laughing, and Cas is just muttering "Crap. . . oh shut up Dean," over and over again.

He gets up and starts by taking off his shirt. Then slowly the rest of his garments, leaving him in just his boxers. He look's very sexy without all his regular clothes on.

"Ugh, but you have to come to the end of the dock with me," he complains.

"Okay, Sexy, but if you take me in with you, you're screwed."

We walk to the dock is almost silence; I'm still laughing at the fact that he lost.

When we arrive at the dock, Cas is getting ready to jump off when he says, "Geronimo!" and takes me with him into the lake.

The lake is cold but not freezing. I'm still fully clothed, but I don't care as soon as I realize that I can't breathe.

"Cas. . ." I try and breathe. I guess I should've mentioned that I can't swim. "Cas, I can't swim," I say, trying to keep my head above the water. He doesn't say anything, just leads me to shallower water where I can stand. I look into his glowing blue eyes, not being able to help it anymore, I kiss him rapidly, not taking it slow at all, and he accepts it. My hands cup his face and his hands rest on my waist. I slowly run my fingers through his dark, messy hair.

We stay like that for quite a long time.