Love is a Challenge (Destiel)

Small Kisses

The sun was hidden behind the dark clouds, sending a groggy look over town. Castiel knew it was going to rain soon, but there was nothing he could do. He had to walk to school; he didn't have a car yet.

So Castiel set off, hoping that it didn't rain until he was already at school. He didn't want to ruin his clothes, especially since they were nice.

Unfortunately, the rain drops started to trickle from the sky. Castiwl cursed loudly, and started walking faster. He hated the rain. Soon, it was pouring buckets, as if the sky were a waterfall, and the town was the pond underneath. He clothes were soaked through, making him shiver in the icy wind. Why did he leave his trenchcoat at home?

He heard a car engine behind him. One that he remembered. He looked behind him to see the black Impala, Dean in the driver's seat. He rolled down his window.

"C'mon, I'll drive you," he said. Castiel went to move, but then he looked at his clothes.

"I can't, I'll get your seats wet," he said, and started walking again. Dean drove to match his pace.

"Just come on. You just got over being sick. Get in," he insisted. Castiel sighed, and jogged around the car to the passenger side. He slipped in and shook his hair out. "I have some extra clothes you can wear. They'll be big, sinve they're mine, but they'll do."

"Thank you, Dean," Castiel said, shivering in his wet clothes. Dean looked at the road, before quickly leaning over to press a kiss to Castiel's cheek.

"You're welcome, baby," he said, turning back to the road. They were at the school already, and Dean pulled into the parking lot. Before Castiel could get out of the car, Dean reached into the backseat and grabbed something, just to hold it out for Cas.

"These should work," he said, handing Castiel the clothes. They got out of the car and ran into the school, trying to not get more wet than they already were.

Once they were inside, they made straight for the nearest restroom. Castiel went into one of the stalls, while Dean waited outside for him. Cas changed quickly, and stepped out, stuffing his wet clothes into his back pack.

Dean had given him an ACDC gray shirt, with blue jeans, and an old pair of work shoes, that were covered in dry mud. Castiel was able to hold the jeans up with his belt, but the shirt was slipping off his shoulders. Fortunately. Dean and him wore almost the same shoes size.

"You look good," Dean said, voice low as he looked Castiel over. Castiel blushed.

"We should get to class," Cas said, going towards the door. Before he could, Dean grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him back, right into his chest.

"But I wanna spend time with my boyfriend," he whispered, kissing Castiel's temple. He laughed.

"Babe, we need to get to class," he said, but he didn't make any sign of moving.

"I wanna spend time with you," Dean said again, plaving small kisses over Castiel's cheeks, forehead, and neck. "I love spending time with my angel," he said.

"I like spending time with you, too," Castiel said, turning his head to give Dean better access. Dean placed kisses up Castiel's neck, stopping at his ear, where he bit softly. Castiel bit his lip to hold back a whimper as he did so.

Dean continued to kiss over Castiel's cheek, all the way until the corner of his mouth. He knew that Castiel didn't want his first kiss yet. They had talked about that the week before, when Dean had went to kiss him.

So for the time being, Dean just trailed his lips up to Castiel's temple. Then the bell rang. Both boys jumped, and Castiel's turned around in Dean's arms.

"I'm going to class. I will see you at lunch," he said, leaning up to kiss Dean's nose. Then he turned, and walked out of the room, leaving Dean to his thoughts.

*KINDA EDITED, BUT NO PROMISES*