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-Cas POV-
I walked Dean back to the teacher's lounge. When we got there I quickly got Crowley's attention and asked to speak to him in the hallway.
I stepped out into the hall with Dean still by my side.
Crowley looked between us,
"Yes?" He asked after a moment of silence, his eyes mainly on dean's hunched form.
"Dean has been getting harassed by several students while attending here and somehow nobody has noticed." Crowley's eyes flickered to me, "Zach and Azazel are repeating offenders. Almost every day, they harass and bully Dean and nobody has done anything about it." Including me, I add in my head.
Crowley hmm'd glancing back at Dean. "What's wrong with you, boy?" Crowley asked, "Why are you standing like that?"
Dean blushed, trying to stand up straight. "Zach and Azazel..." He whispered, looking at the ground. "I think they bruised my rib or something, sir."
Crowley unfurrowed his eyebrows, a look of realization coming onto his face.
"I see." He said quietly. "What do you want me to do about this, Novak?" He asked, maintaining eye contact with me.
"Zach and Azazel need to be suspended... Or maybe even expelled."
"I have no proof to expel them, feathers." He said sternly.
"Check the cameras," I say rather too quickly, oh shit... Dean and I were to close for it to platonic earlier...
"Novak, I'm not sure you know what you're asking... If I check the cameras and for some reason see something that could be considered inappropriate between.. let's say a teacher and a student, the punishment could be career ending.." he said knowing, glancing between Dean and me.
Holy shit, how?
Dean looked at me worriedly, still clutching his stomach.
"Don't worry, I won't rat you out, I am the principal after all. I see the way he looks at you, Novak... I wouldn't break that... Just keep it on the down low... Now about Zach and Azazel.."
Dean swallowed loudly.
"I don't want them to know I told on them... Can we just forget about this until next time they do it or-or maybe just switch my classes and move my locker..." He said quickly.
"No, Dean! They can't keep getting away with this! They've hurt you so much, they don't deserve to not at least get suspended.." I replied, angry. Dean flinched back from my outburst, making me instantly feel bad. "I'm sorry, Dean... it's just they shouldn't be allowed to hurt you." I say simply.
"Okay, feathers. I think I have a solution..." Crowley paused for dramatic effect. "I give them a week of in-school suspension for bullying and detention the same week, though I will have to tell their parents about Dean. The only proof I have would be on the cameras and deans bruised hip... I will have to show them the camera evidence." He said, glancing at Dean. "Sound good?"
I glance at Dean, his eyes were facing the ground. "Okay... If this happens again, I swear to God... I'll get them expelled." I say, looking at Dean.
"So it's settled." Crowley folds his hands over his stomach. "Now if you'll excuse me I have two rebels to suspend and you two have class."
Crowley walked away without another word,
"I think we should call your dad, Dean, so he can take you to the doctor."
Dean groaned. "Why can't you just take me after school?"
"Dean, you may be seriously Injured.. and I'm not your legal guardian," I said softly.
"But dad'll just call me a pussy and say I deserved it for not fighting back." He replies brokenly,
"Oh, dean.," I whispered back. "Dean, I can't take you to the hospital but we have a school nurse?" I offered, "I know it's not as good... At all.."
"It's okay, it's better than my dad finding out." He says, cutting me off. "Let's go there."
Dean grabs my arm and tugs lightly,
I led him as quickly but gently to the nurse's office as possible, helping him limp alongside me.
Emily, The school nurse scheduled to work today greeted us in the nurse' office.
"Mr. Novak." She paused, glancing at Dean, "What happened?"
"Dean got hurt, can you see if anything is broken... or bruised perhaps?"
"Uh...Sure," She says hesitantly, gesturing to the hospital type bed. "Wanna sit?"
Dean walked over to the bed and sat down, with me close behind, while Emily put on gloves and stepping over to the bed.
"Lay back." She instructed.
I held Dean's hand as he laid back on the mat.
"Can you lift your shirt?" She asked, once again hesitantly. Dean nodded and lifted his shirt up to his nipples.
She glanced over the bruising quickly, lightly probing the surface of Dean's ribs with her skinny, latex covered fingers.
"Does it hurt here?" She paused, waiting for an answer, "How bad, 1-10, 10 being worst pain in our life." She asked when he nodded.
"8, like being punched in the balls."
"Charming," She hummed, still poking his ribs lightly.
He hissed and squeezed my hand when she hit a particularly tender spot on his stomach,
"Hmm, It seems your 4 of your ribs are severely bruised." She gestured for Dean to pull his shirt back down, "I suggest to take pain medicine, such as ibuprofen to speed up healing and use an ice pack for swelling. Rest and try to not do anything strenuous."
Dean just nodded, pushing down on my hand to lift himself upright and then off the bed.
"Thanks," He says to her, ducking his head and limps slightly towards the door.
"See ya later, Mr. Novak," Emily says as cutely as possible, which dean sneers at, grabbing hold of my arm and trying to pull me outside.
When we're outside the nurse's office Dean turns to me,
"Why does everyone wanna fuck you?" He says playfully, putting his weight on my arm.
"If only they knew I'm into men or one man in particular," I say, my eyebrow raised.
"Thank you for caring about me," He says, suddenly serious, "Nobody, besides Sammy, every really has."
I nod, smiling lightly at him.
"We should get to class." I say, escorting dean to his next period.
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