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Sitting at your lunch table, surrounded by friends, you held the flyers for Charlie’s Halloween party tightly in your hands. You hated that she made you do this stuff for her. She had always been extra when it came to her parties, always making such a big deal, getting the whole school excited.
Anna was to your left, talking to her twin Samandriel about something their father had said. Ash, Charlie, and Kevin were to your right, typing away on their computers in attempt to see who could hack into the schools router first. Sam and Jessica were arguing over something, no doubt something about Sam’s new girlfriend Ruby. You stared at the table a few yards down from your own, dread pouring through your veins.
“Darling, you seem tense, what’s the matter?” Balthazar asked you, his hand finding it’s way to your lower back. You jumped at the contact, not that it made you uncomfortable. Balthazar and yourself had always had a friendly yet flirty relationship. You looked into his icy blue eyes and gave him a small smile.
“I’ve been better” you said honestly, twisting the flyers in your sweaty palms.
“It’s my turn to hand these out to…everyone” You said again, throwing another look towards Balthazar who smiled in understanding.
“Ah, you finally got tired of looking into those delectable green globes” he stated and you rolled your eyes, adjusting your position in your seat. Balthazar sighed and twirled a strand of your hair in his fingers.
“It’s been weeks Y/N, I know that asshole hurt you, but I think it’s time you forget about him” Balthazar muttered into your ear so no one else could hear.
“How am I supposed to forget about him when he goes to the same school as me and I sit with his little brother every day at lunch” You said, you voice louder than you intended it to be, causing a few heads to turn your way. Sam’s was the only gaze you caught, his face flushed red with the expression of a kicked puppy. You gave him an apologetic smile though his expression barely changed. You felt all too guilty, it wasn’t Sam’s fault that his brother was a dick, and it wasn’t fair for you to take it out on him. You made a mental note to make it up to him soon and turned your attention back to Balthazar.
You opened your mouth to speak but a loud commotion on the other side of the cafeteria caught your attention. Your conversation with your friend long forgotten when you saw what was happening and who was involved. Your heart raced at the sight of him and your hands gripped at the flyers even tighter. You heard Anna and Samandriel mutter a simultaneous “Shit” at the sight of their older brother covered in some kind of liquid that drenched his dark shirt.
Castiel Novak, senior, tattoos, piercings, and the body of a well-trained athlete, basically the exact boy parents hope their daughters don’t bring home. His whole demeanor screamed intensity. You knew him through your many trips to Anna’s house over the many years that you’ve known her. He was the reason you met Dean, being that they were best friends and he was always at the Novak house when you were.
Your throat felt tight as you watched the confrontation; Castiel’s fists clenched tightly as he glared at the boy in front of him. The kid looked terrified, probably because he had spilled his drink all over Castiel. You’ve known Cas for long enough to know that this wasn’t going to end well.
Castiel cocked back his arm, the tattoos on his biceps flexing as he did so. Your feet were taking you closer to his before you even realized you were moving. You could hear your friends behind you but you ignored them. Even though you weren’t the best of friends with Castiel, you knew how to calm him down when he was like this.
By now, the boy was running through the crowd of people before Castiel could even swing at him. Castiel had a deep frown on his face as he glanced around the dissipating crowd of onlookers. You quickly grabbed a handful of napkins from a table and held them out to him as his bright blue eyes caught yours. One side of his lips quirked up in a tight smile that you returned.
“Thanks” he said, taking the napkins and drying off his soaked shirt.
He sat at the end of a table by himself, his typical group of friends off chattering about how they were going to find the guy that had run away. You glanced back at your friends, Anna and Samandriel looking grateful that they didn’t have to get involved, trusting that you could handle their rowdy brother.
You turned back to Castiel, taking a deep breath, you sat in the seat across from him. His blue eyes flickered up to you and his hand stopped on his shirt. You glanced at the entrance to the cafeteria, where Dean was leaning against the wall talking to Lisa. You choked on your next inhale of breath and let your hands drop to the table in front of Castiel, the flyers unravelling on the surface.
Castiel let out a small laugh and resumed drying himself off. When you managed to slow your breathing, you choked out a “hi” and cursed at yourself for how broken your voice sounded with just that one word. Damn Dean Winchester and his stupid smile and his stupid “I think we should see other people” line. Castiel didn’t seem to mind though and turned to you with one of his small smiles that just barely bordered the line of a smirk.
“What’s up?” he said, throwing the napkins on the table. “What’s all that?” he asked, not waiting for your response to his first question before he pulled one of the crumpled papers from the pile.
“Oh, you’re helping Charlie with the party this weekend. Yeah, I got invited to this already” he said, handing you back the flyer.
He was invited already? Oh God, that means that Dean will probably be there. Which also means that Lisa will be there.
“Great, that means I need to be calculating on how drunk I need to be” You said without thinking of how rude you probably sounded. But Castiel only let out a small laugh and grabbed another flyer from you. His eyes grazing the paper as he typed something into his phone.
“I understand completely” he said without looking up. Your mouth felt dry and you couldn’t speak. You really didn’t want to talk about the guy’s best friend in front of him.
“Yeah, He’ll probably be there…” he trailed off, glancing up at you with a small, warm smile on his face.
“Come find me when you just can’t stand being around everyone anymore. I know how you get when you’re forced to around a lot of people” He stated, his gaze never leaving yours.
“Why?” you asked, confused at him wanting to hang out.
You always believed that he thought of you only as his younger sibling’s friend. He laughed again and you finally averted your eyes deciding that the table was suddenly the most interesting thing you’ve ever seen.
“Well, it’s kinda my fault for introducing you to Dean…” he leaned his face over the table towards you as if to tell you a secret. You leaned in closer as well and realized that his lips were so close to your ear that they grazed it when he spoke.
“And I really want to make that mistake up to you” He whispered before he nipped your earlobe.
Your heart stopped in that moment and you couldn’t breathe. A shiver ran through you when he leaned back with a wide grin on his face.
“See you tomorrow Y/N” He said as he stood and sauntered towards Dean and the rest of his friends. You couldn’t help your eyes as they wandered down his muscular back to his hips, and Good God did he just throw a wink at you over his shoulder. You sat by yourself for the remainder of lunch trying to wrap your head around what had just happened.
Was Cas flirting with you? There was no way. You’ve known him and his family for years and not once had he ever come onto you. Yeah he was probably one of the hottest guys in school, but he was also your best friend’s older brother. There was no way you could do that to Anna and Samandriel. Not that there was anything to consider doing.
“Get it together Y/N. He was just playing around. It was just a game” You whispered to yourself, balling up your fists on the tabletop while you tried not to think about his warm breath on your ear only moments ago. Castiel was trouble and you knew it, but lord help you, if he kept doing things like that, he was going to be the death of you.
The day seemed to drag on, English class was especially hard with the repetitive questions from Anna and Balthazar about what had happened during lunch. You chose to only tell them that Castiel wasn’t really angry at that boy and that he was coming to Charlie’s party.
Completely bypassing the whole, ‘Cas got all flirty with me and I don’t know what to do with myself around him now’ thing.
Only after the last bell of the day, when you were seated in your car ready to go home did you realized that you had gone the remainder of the day without a single thought about Dean.
You felt good at that thought, still confused about Castiel, but good nonetheless.
You went home and laid in bed, your mind racing with images of blue eyes and tattoos and you headed to the bathroom to talk a shower and get ready for bed. It was early in the afternoon yet you were exhausted. While the hot water ran down your back, anxiety flooded you. ‘What if he was just making fun of me? What if he and Dean planned this whole this out?’ Damn it, you need to stop thinking like this. Dean may have been an asshole, but you knew that he would never do anything like that to anyone. As for Cas, well, he knew that if he were to do anything to hurt you, he would face the wrath of two younger siblings.
After you showered and got dressed, it was nearing five o’clock. You needed to help Charlie with decorations in the morning so you decided that it wasn’t too early for bed, right?
You laid in your bed, pulling the blankets snug around you and for the first time ever, you allowed yourself to think of Castiel as more than just your friend’s older brother.
You pictured what it would be like to run your fingers through his constantly unruly hair while he smiled at you with that smile he reserved only around close friends. What it would feel like to kiss him, to feel the cool metal of his lip piercing against your mouth. You pushed out any thoughts of Anna and Samandriel, though you couldn’t push Dean out of your mind.
Castiel and Dean have been best friends for years. What would it look like to break up with one of them and instantly jump to the other? You let that thought settle into your brain, effectively making guilt pool in your stomach for feeling like this.
You stared at your ceiling for a few moments, the glow in the dark stars that you and Anna had stuck on it as children glowing down at you.
Well, you and Anna didn’t do much, having to get Castiel and Samandriel help the two of you out before you all went outside to ride your bikes. You smiled at the memory and realized that you shouldn’t feel guilty at all. If Dean didn’t want to date you anymore, then who cares what he thought of you and Castiel getting together? With a final thought, you made your decision and settled into a deep sleep.
If Castiel made a move at the party tomorrow, you would gladly return his efforts. Fuck everything else.