Idiot

Lysander was sitting on Castiel's bed, writting a song down. Castiel was also sitting on his bed, messing with his guitar.

Castiel looked over at Lysander with a smirk. He leaned over and kissed the white haired boy on the cheek.

Lysander blushed a bit. Only a tiny bit though. It was gone in an instant. He stared at this best friend.

"What was that for," he asked slightly irritated.

Castiel shrugged.

"You looked like you were having trouble writing a song so I thought I'd give you some inspiration."

Lysander frowned.

"Well, congratulations. You did give me inspiration. I know exactly what I'm going to call it too."

Lysander started scriblling down lyrics.

"What are you going to call it?"

"Castiel is an idiot."