Third person pov.
Smut!
Though the pair were the schools 'it' couple, they did tend to go through rough patches. Just like every other normal relationship, they fight, ignore each other, then make up again. But this time, they hadn't made up. Well not yet at least.
It all started on Wednesday night when they had started arguing about Seth's bedroom. Dean stayed at Seth's 95% of the time, he was hardly at his own house. Seth had become the typical gamer boy and played fortnite and apex and cod, all those types of teenager games and had taken the mickey to clean up his room.
He became a professional lazyass.
Which left Dean to deal with it all by himself when most of the mess wasn't even his own. So, Dean had finally had enough of Seth's bullshit, he didn't break up with him but he sure as hell ignored him. But not as much as Seth, at school they did talk a bit, Dean was the one who started the conversations while Seth,
Well, he just stayed silent and looked the other way.
It concerned Dean after two days, and too many attempts to get him to talk to him had led them to extreme awkwardness. Dean was always so stubborn, so of course he wouldn't apologise first and, apologise for what? For forcing facts into Seth's tiny brain?
Seth, of course, wouldn't apologize either.
So here Dean was, standing at the front door of Drew's house. Drew had invited everybody in the school to come over to his for a party. He was known to throw random parties.
If Seth didn't want to give him the attention and apology that he deserved, then so be it. If this made him look selfish then fuck it, he was going in no matter what.
He didn't bother to knock since he knew no one would hear him through the blasting music and walked in. He swore under his breath when he finally realised that there was way too many people in this two story house. Luckily Drew had a big backyard.
"Hey!" Dean yelled over the music.
Drew, who was making out with a girl, stopped and turned his head with a bright smile. "Hey Deano! Welcome to my humble home,"
"This," Dean's voice faltered. "Is what you call humble?"
There were a lot of drunk students around, hell, the whole place smelled like sweat, cigarettes and alcohol. Drew only nodded. "Have fun loser,"
Dean rolled his eyes when Drew went back into what he was doing. He walked into the living room and found that this was the most vacant spot in the house. "Heya," His friend, Renee, tapped him on the shoulder, drinking the vodka in her hand.
"How's the liquor?" Dean snorted, amusingly.
She smirked and raised her bottle into the air as she gulped it all down. "How's that for an answer?" She teased, wrapping her arm around his shoulder. "I want you to meet my cousin, name's Carter," She introduces Dean to the other blonde who was slightly taller than he.
Dean gulped. Carter was quite handsome.
He had grey eyes, arched eyebrows, sun kissed skin and a nose piercing that suited him perfectly. "Hi, I'm Dean,"
"Carter. Renee's told me a lot about you," Oh god, even his voice was as smooth as his skin looked. What the fuck was Dean even thinking? He couldn't just fall for the guy that he met 5 seconds ago!
Dean's cheeks flushed and he felt shy all of a sudden until Renee snapped him out of it by slapping him on the chest. "Imma go find some more booze, see yah in a bit," She spoke hurriedly, disappearing into the crowd.
