Destiel One Shots

High school Sweethearts

Dean and Castiel were lab partners for Senior year Chemistry. Dean was good at it, considering the fact that most of his intelligence came from outside of school, building and working on cars with his uncle Bobby, his little brother Sam being his tutor for any type of math, it just wasn't his strong hold. His mom, Mary, helped him with Literature and Writing class, while his dad taught him how to hunt. He was great at cooking, almost better than Mary.
Castiel on the other hand, was capable of being Valedictorian of his class, if he could pass Chemistry. Just the way the mass is only made up of atoms and neutrons and not electrons, even though electrons are the most basic part of an atom being an atom and the way the periodic table works. It's just all stupid to him.
"What the hell is any of this supposed to mean?!" Castiel tried to whisper but couldn't do that very well.
"Hey, Cas, it's okay, you'll get it soon."
"You know I don't like that name, Winchester!"

Did I forget to mention they don't like each other very much?

"Hey, you two stop yapping and get to work!" Mr. Rufus, Bobby's friend, said to the two boys. "Just because you're uncle is my friend doesn't mean I'm gonna let you slide!"
"Yes sir, we're sorry." Dean shyly stated. He may be a bit of a social butterfly, but he did not like speaking in front of people very much.

Castiel slammed his head on his desk and let out a loud groan. "UGGGHH!! I hate all of this! It's so dumb! When are we gonna use this in our future?"
"Castiel! I said shut up! One more word out of you and I'm going to give you detention!"
Mr. Rufus may not have liked people very much, but he never gave detention. "Y-yes sir, I'm terribly sorry."
For the rest of the class, they sat there in silence trying to complete the chemistry packet until the bell rung. As they were packing up their things, Dean turned to Castiel and said
"Hey, if you need help with chemistry, I can give you a ride to my place and help you tutor. Does that sound good?"
Castiel put his backpack on and let out a sigh after a few seconds of thinking. "If you really think you can help me, then yes, it sounds good to me. When do you want to do it?"
Dean immediately responded with "I'm free every night this week. Any day and every day is fine with me."
And Castiel was kinda confused by this because Dean does have a girlfriend named "Lisa".
"Um, I guess since we do have that test on Tuesday, everyday until then is fine with me." "Perfect! Meet me after 5th period by the front of the school."
And they walked out.

Time skip to after 5th period

Castiel was waiting outside the double doors at the front of the school just like Dean said. After some time, Dean came walking out holding hands with Lisa.
As they were kissing goodbye, Castiel's face turned red and he looked at the ground. "That's funny, thats never happened before. Maybe it's just because I'm a bit lonely. I mean, it's not like I've had a boyfriend ever, but it can't be jealousy. I don't even like Dean!"
Just as he said that, Dean shook him out of his thought and asked "Are you ready to go?"
Castiel looked up at Dean immediately and said "Hm? Oh, yeah. I'm ready."
"Alright, well, then let's get to it! Bye Lisa!" "Bye Dean!"
And they were off to Dean's house.

As Castiel was walking up to Dean's Impala, Dean ran in front of him and pulled open the door saying "Let me get that for you, Malady."
"Dean, you don't have to hold the door for me, and I'm not a Malady."
"I was just trying to be nice. I'll stop if you want me to."
And with that, Dean started the car and they were off to his house.

As they sat in Dean's room trying to study, Dean instead decided to tell jokes.
"What do you call an overweight polar bear?"
"I don't know."
"An ice breaker, my name is Dean Winchester nice to meet you."
He held out his hand for Castiel to shake it and he didn't put it down until he did. "C'mon Cas, don't leave me hanging."
Castiel let out a small chuckle and shook his hand.
As he did, his heart started beating faster and his face felt hot and his stomach felt like it had dropped to his knees. And he didn't want the handshake to stop.
"This is so weird! Why am I feeling like this? I shake people's hands all the time and I've never had this happen... do I like him?"