Chapter 3

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A/N- I have a question. Would you like to read some of Cas's point of view too? Message or comment if you would.

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Dean walked into the house with a dazed look and a plastered smile on his face. His mother was sitting on the couch watching some news channel. He walked by her barely noticing when she pulled him out of his trance. "Welcome home, stranger. Who were you out with?", she said before turning to look at him fully. Dean turned toward her voice with the same expression he came in with. "It was great! I had a lot of fun", he said.

Mary sat up a little straighter and squinted to get a better look at him. "Dean, come here and sit, please", she said. Dean walked to the couch and sat down next to her. She took in her son's appearance and Dean fidgeted a bit nervously. "What mom? Why're you giving me those looks?", he asked.

Mary's eyes widened and a huge smile lit up her face and said,"You're in love aren't you sweetie? It's written all over your face. I haven't seen you this happy in years! Who is it?".

Dean balked at what she said. Was it that obvious? He'd come out to her a few months ago and she had supported him completely. "It's uhh... this boy I met a few weeks ago. He's really nice and sweet. His name's Castiel, or Cas coz he says that's a mouthful", he replied. "We hung out all day and went out to eat and then we went to this park kind of place. Mom, it was so beautiful! And we sat there staring at the sky and the lake and he told me his story and then... and then I- I leaned in and... kissed him", he said in a small voice with his eyes toward the carpet.

"Dean", his mother said softly. "I'm so happy for you, you have no idea. I'm so glad about you having good people in your life", she said as she pulled him in for a hug. "Thanks mom. I'm really happy too. I'm glad we came here", he said and hugged her back. They stayed like that for a while before she announced that she had to make dinner and asked for Dean to come help her out.

Dinner was fun as Dean told little Sammy all about his new friend, Or is it boyfriend?, Dean thought. Sam was happy that Dean finally had someone in his life that he cared about a lot and proceeded to tell his own story of making a new friend at the park.

"So, I was walking Bones around in the park today and playing fetch when I saw this kid sitting on a park bench eating candy alone. So, I got a little curious. He looked around my age but was kinda shorter. Anyway, I went up to him and started talking to him. He was skeptical in the beginning, gave me one word answers or just nodded or something but slowly he opened up and we talked about video games and TV shows and movies and we have a lot in common! Apparently, we're in the same history and chemistry classes at school. OH OH! I almost forgot. His brother goes to the same college Dean does. His name's Cas or something? You met him, Dean?", he asked and took a bite of his spaghetti.

Dean practically choked on his water and sputtered before replying,"Yeah. He's my friend. He's the one I spent my day with today. Did I forget to tell you his name?" "I guess", Sam replied. "Do you like him Dean?" "Yeah, I do", Dean said softly. Sam's face lit up with a smile before it vanished and a protective look took over,"If he hurts you, I swear I will make sure he regrets it till the day he dies".

Dean laughed while their mother said,"No need for violence Sammy. Now, let's get this cleaned up and you boys go upstairs and do whatever you gotta do. And no staying up late reading! You got that Sam?"

Sam groaned,"Yeah mom. Okay." The kitchen was cleared up quickly and Dean went to his room. He looked over at his laptop realising that he had some work from his electronics class. He decided to get to it after his shower. As he was getting ready for it, he realised he had to tell Charlie about his day's events. That's what friends do right?, he thought before picking up his phone and waking it up. What Dean didn't expect, was a barrage of texts from none other than the sapphire eyed boy.

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