Helping The Lost (Destiel)

Chapter 8: The Flu

-Dean POV-

I am conflicted.

Sammy came down with the flu.

He can't even stand up for too long without throwing up and nearly passing out.

I don't know if I should stay home with him or leave him with Bobby, there is no way in hell I would leave him with John, it would be worse than leaving him to fend for himself.

I decided to call Bobby and arrange Sam staying there for the day, I then called Cas and told him the plan.

Hopefully Sammy doesn't yack in Novak's car. That would be a pain.
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It took longer than expected to get Sam ready, with his constant complaining about being woken up and throwing up every 10 minutes, we were ready in an hour, I quickly called Cas and let Sam lay down until he showed up,

I may have lied to him and told him John said yes. I didn't wanna ask, I knew it would be either a big no or him calling me a fag and trying to say I'm sleeping with my teacher, Cas didn't question it, just agreeing to pick Sammy and I up for school and to drop us off.

It only took Cas 20 minutes to drive from his house to ours. When he pulled up he honked his horn and texted me that he was here.

I helped Sammy off the couch and grabbed my backpack before heading out the door, not before grabbing a plastic bag in case Sammy does yack in his car.

"Hiya, Cas." I say as soon as I get in the car, after helping Sam get in the back.

Cas smiled at me, "Hello, Dean... And Hello, Sam." Cas says turning slightly to look back at Sam, who just lifts his hand to say hi.

"Bobby's house isn't far, he lives on hellhound drive."

Cas nods, starting to pull out of my driveway.

"How are you this morning, Dean?" Cas says, trying to start conversation.

"Welp, I'm alive." I say simply,

"I'm glad." Cas says, staring at the road ahead.

"And how are you Sam?"

Sam just groans from the back, his eyes closed. Cas chuckles, turning his head towards me.

"You look nice."
I'm wearing a simple baby pink long sleeved shirt and black jeans. Why is he being so weird?

"Uh, thanks... You do too." Cas gives me a side eye, now looking back at the road, smirking. What the fuck Is going on...?
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After dropping Sam off at Bobby's Cas and I were headed to school, it was relatively silent, the radio playing a morning talk show.

"Dean, if Zach or anyone gives you any problem, come to me. I'll talk to him." Cas said breaking the silence.

I glance over at him, though he wasn't looking at me I could see the seriousness on his face.

"...Please don't make a big deal out of it, Cas. They're just stupid jocks trying to belittle me. I'll be alright."

He turned his head, making eye contact with me momentarily.

"Dean, it is a big deal. I don't want somebody to be bothering you, wether it's physically or just throwing paper at you. If they do it again, don't hesitate. Come to me." Cas says, pulling up at a red light.

We make eye contact, his blue eyes search my green ones. His eyes drop to lips for a quick second before coming back up.

I nod mutely, looking at his lips.

A horn from the car behind us draws Cas' attention back to the road.
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-Cas POV-

Dean will be the death of me. I don't know wether it's his big green eyes or his thick pink lips. Everytime he looks at me he gives me this look, this look that is either eye sex or "send help I'm being help captive." They both aren't good. I can't stop thinking about him, When I told him to come to me if Zach bothered him, he didn't stop giving me "the look" until we got to school.

I don't know how much longer I can handle "the look", eventually I'll end up doing something stupid like kissing him, I wouldn't do anything without consent though, I just fear what will happen if I am reading it wrong.

Hopefully I loose this crush soon,
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After first period with him I didn't see him until last period. Dean slumped to the only open seat, which happened to be directly next to my desk.

The class went smoothly, the only distraction I had was Dean batting those fucking eyes at me, unintentionally I assume.

After class Dean waited for me, standing near the door.

"One second Dean. I just have to put these papers away." Dean nodded from the doorway, getting his phone out.

When we were both ready to go I turned off the lights and locked the door.

"How was your day, Dean?" I asked, Dean typing something in his phone.

"It was okay, Zach left me alone most of the day..."

"Most of the day... As in he did mess you with, just not as much?"

Dean turned his phone off, turning towards me,

"Leave it, teach."

"Dean, you said you'd tell me if he bothered you." I say, using my teacher voice.

"He just... The only thing he did was yell at me at lunch, okay? Not a big deal." Dean starts, rolling his eyes.

"What did he say?" 

Looking down, Dean sighs. "He called me a fag-" As soon as the words were out I was walking towards the office. "CAS! Come on! It's not a big deal!" Dean says, walking after me.

"That is a big deal Dean! He shouldn't get away with talking to you like that," I stop right out side of the office, now facing Dean.

"Please, leave it... If something happens again tomorrow... You can do something about it, but please leave it." Dean says, looking defeated. 

I really didn't want to listen to Dean, but I also didn't want him mad.

"Dean..." I pause, dean furrowed his eyebrows, looking up into my eyes. "This is the last time I'm overlooking something bad that happens to you."

"Thank you, Cas." He says, truthfully. He then steps forward, wrapping his arms around my chest.

"This is the last time Dean."

"I know, Cas." He says, pulling out of the hug and walking towards the exit of the school.
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It didn't take long to get to Dean's house. Bobby- Dean's uncle said he'd drop off Sam later.

"You know I care, Dean." I say when we pull into Dean's driveway.

"Maybe too much." Dean says, looking out the window.

I squint at him, furrowing my eyebrows. "You matter. I don't care what you may think or what your father may think. I know that you're worth more than you let yourself think, Dean."

Dean rolls his eyes, reaching for his backpack, "Okay, Novak. I'll see you tomorrow."

There was a pause before Dean got out of the car and walked into his house.
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A/N:

Sorry for this dry ass chapter I was again gonna make them kiss but they barley know each other so I'ma wait just know it'll happen soon

I'll probably write this to chapter 10 then work on the other fic I'm writing for a minute though this one is more interesting

Adios