High School

Untitled Part 15

was bleeding. He looked at Castiel and smiled. "Now I am." Castiel shook his head in disbelief and pulled Dean behind him as he walked out the door. With a 'Bye Jo' they left the house and walked down the streets. It had taken them around five minutes to get from Castiel's to Jo's with the car, so if they'd walk fast it should only take them around twenty minutes, probably more. Dean swayed on his feet and stumble every now and then. It surprised Castiel that he'd actually been helpful while cleaning up. He hooked his arm around Dean and supported him. Though he was smaller and less muscled, he did a good job in carrying Dean. "You're so strong, Cas." Dean mumbled and rested his head on top of Castiel's, making it harder for them to walk straight. "If I fall now, it would be one of those cheesy moments in a rom com where both protagonists fall down and one of them lands on the other, they look each other in the eyes and then," he paused and Castiel thought he felt Dean nuzzling his nose in his hair. "they'd make out, but what they never show is the dirty ass sex these two people have." He laughed. "That's why porn exists, I guess." Dean tightened his arm around Castiel's, pulling him impossibly closer. "Have you ever had sex? I mean, one of these mind blowing ones, that make you wanna have more and all you can think of." Castiel didn't answer right away and Dean stopped walking."I've never had, uh, sex." Castiel admitted and was glad that it was still dark outside. Dean inhaled sharply. "But you've watched porn, right? Taking care of yourself, yeah?" If Dean wouldn't have sounded so serious, Castiel would have laughed, but instead he just nodded. He might be a virgin, but he didn't deny himself. "Fuck." Dean said and started walking again. He looked at Castiel, checking if he was being fucked with or not. "Fuck," he repeated and ran a hand through his hair. ~ It took them longer than half an hour to get home and by the time they walked up the stairs to Castiel's porch, both their feet hurt. Dean had been whining about it for the past five minutes and Castiel had let him. "I'm scared to go inside." Castiel mumbled and leaned against the door. "What if, you know..." He made a weird gesture with his hands and hoped Dean understood. Dean walked down the stairs and looked up the house. "Lights are out, can't hear any sounds," he said. "They're probably not, you know..." He imitated Castiel and did the same awkward thing with his hands. Castiel bent down to pick up a stone and throw it at Dean. He missed him by at least ten miles and earned a full body laugh from Dean. It looked beautiful and Castiel wished he'd see that more often. "I'm going..." He hooked his thumb over his shoulders and Dean nodded. "Want me to check if Sam's here?" Dean shook his head. "Nah, I'm gonna do it for you." Castiel turned and opened the door, leaving it open for Dean. He heard him following him and it sent chills up his spine. The tingly feeling under his skin stopped when he was in his room and closed the door. He heard Dean opening the door to Gabriel's room and then a few seconds later closing it softly. So that meant Sam was probably okay, or not there. The door to his own room opened and Dean came in. He hesitated first, but then took a deep breath and walked towards Castiel. Castiel's breath hitched. Dean cupped both his cheeks in his hands and held him still as he pressed his lips onto Castiel's, somewhat soft but still rough. He lingered like this for a while, just connecting their lips in a sweet, almost chaste, kiss.And then he was gone, stumbling back and crashing into the door. Castiel's eyes widened and Dean looked at him apologetically. "I can't. I leave now. Goodnight," he said and rushed out of the