I've Got You

Chapter 1

Castiel’s glasses fell to the ground as he was shoved into a locker. He whimpered at the sharp pain that shot through his back, lighting up his muscles and spreading until it felt like his skin was on fire. “Aw, look at that, gay boy does speak.” Alistair glared at him, eyes filled with pure hatred as a slow grin formed on his face. Cas looked away, tears stung at his eyes and blurred his vision. 

Last year some guy in homeroom had been convinced that Cas had been staring at him and spread a rumor that Cas was gay. While that statement was the truth, he wasn’t ready to come out. To this day, he still hasn’t confirmed the rumor. The thing that pissed him off the most though, was the fact that Cas hadn’t been staring at the douche. He was just spaced out. 

But Castiel was used to being bullied. A traumatic childhood ended with him being mute long before he was adopted by Chuck and Anna. That has always made him an easy target. And it didn’t help that he was a huge nerd, glasses and all. 

Other people just kept away from him because he was different, which automatically made him weird to everyone else. It was only the second day of Junior year and the physical assault has already started.

The bell rang, signaling that lunch was over. They finally let him down, only so they didn’t get caught, leaving him there in both his physical and emotional pain. 

Castiel slowly slid down to the floor, eyes still watery. He roughly wiped them away with the back of his hand, chest tightening as he felt the throbbing bruise on his back. He picked his glasses off the floor, wiping them off before putting them back on his face. He knew as soon as Gabriel -his adopted brother- found out, he’d be pissed. 

Even though Gabe wasn’t his biological brother, he still treated Cas as if he was. The thing he loved the most, though, was the fact that they didn’t care that he was mute. That they never tried to change him. They loved him the way he was, even learning and teaching him sign language so they could communicate better. 

Castiel stood up, quickly making his way to the library. Cas was practically a genius, so his teachers let him sit in the library to do his classwork. The only day he was required to attend class was on the first day of school. Of course, he was always welcome if he had any questions.

He was so smart that he ended up skipping two grades, making him a fifteen-year-old junior. Anna has offered time and time again to let him graduate since he was smart enough. Or at least homeschool him. But Castiel always refused. The reason he always said no was because of a certain green-eyed, freckled-faced, bow-legged teenager who was also a junior. 

Dean Winchester, the quarterback, the stupidly handsome seventeen year old he has had a crush on since the eighth grade. 

Dean has never bullied him or listen to the rumors that were spread. But at the same time, Castiel was convinced that Dean didn’t even know that he existed outside of the rumors. Cas went to every single football game, hiding from everyone and just focusing on Dean as he led the team to victory.

After he cautiously walked into the library, breathing in the familiarity of the books, he had to resist the urge to not walk right back out. There, behind the checkout desk, stood Dean Winchester, smiling at Cas, face brighter than the sun.

~~

Dean was currently stacking books onto the shelves, glancing over at Castiel every few seconds. The boy seemed to be working on his classes, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes ever time he changed subjects.

Dean spent the last three years working hard to get his most important credits out of the way as soon as possible. He now took all online classes in the library, also working as the library aid. His inspiration for this may or may not have been a certain blue-eyed boy. 

Dean knew that Cas did all of his classwork in the library, and he has since freshman year. Dea may be the popular quarterback, but Cas made Dean nervous. Every time he was near the boy, his heart rate picked up and he stuttered over his words like a thirteen-year-old asking out a girl -or boy- for the first time. Castiel was the only person Dean has ever been scared to talk to. 

Dean, of course, knew about all the rumors spread about Cas. The most well-known one was that Castiel was ay. Dean could only hope that it was true. Crushing on a straight guy was always heartbreaking. But even if it is or is not true, Dean is pretty pissed at people for starting the rumors in the first place. It wouldn’t take a genius to look at Cas and notice they bother him. 

The rumor that pissed him off the most, though, was that Cas was faking being a mute. Dean has known the boy since the eighth grade after he skipped sixth and seventh grade, joining Dean’s algebra and English class. All of these years later, Dean has never seen or heard Cas speak.

Dean always fantasized about what Cas’ voice sounded like, but he would still be happy with Cas even if he never got to hear him speak. 

Dean has liked Castiel ever since freshman year, and his feelings have only grown since then. 

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he noticed Castiel put his head down onto the table. Dean took a deep breath, calming his nerves. He abandoned the cart full of books in favor of walking over to Cas, taking the seat across from him.

“Hey.” He said, beaming at Cas.

~~

Castiel startled when he heard the chair across from him move.

Confused as to who would sit by him, he looked up, breath hitching when he saw that it was Dean Winchester occupating the previously empty chair.

When he said hi, Castiel thought he was going to combust right there in the library.