Textbooks and LARPING ch.10 :DESTIEL:

Textbooks and LARPing

Chapter Ten: Family Matters but so do friends
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Castiel wakes up around two in the afternoon. Not because his internal clock told him to, no, it was more the feeling of an arm coming crashing down on his back.

Opening his eyes he sees the offender is a very not awake Dean. Taking a second, he remembers the night before…and technically that morning. An awful dinner with his dad, being kicked out of his place, watching a terrible horror movie, watching an admittedly good yet painful TV show called something with thrones in it…and…telling Dean their brothers are sleeping together.

Clearly he was on a roll yesterday.

Castiel grimaces at the feeling of another person's limb on him, not used to the feeling and not entirely sure if he likes it. He should wake him up, but no doubt that will lead to Dean heading out and murdering Gabriel. There's a fair chance his father will not look so kindly on a friend of Castiel's murdering his own son. Or murdering period.

Actually, he is not entirely sure of his father's thoughts on murder.

Seems like a moral grey area with him.

Still, he has to choose between an arm on his back for who knows how long, and losing a brother. Clearly this is all lose-lose for him.

However, one choice is clearly worse.

The arm.

"Dean, wake up. You're crushing me."

Immediately bright green eyes shoot open, staring into Castiel's.

"You're brother's a dead man."

Sometimes it's a curse to be correct.

"Or," Castiel counters as the arm raises off of him, "You could accept their mutual attraction towards each other and let it go."

"Do I look like Elsa to you? I'm not letting this shit go!" Dean huffs and Castiel just looks at him blankly.

Who is Elsa? A girl from a class?

More likely someone from a movie or TV show, since Dean is so fond of referencing those.

"Yes, well, Elsa let it go…so…perhaps you should take a page from her book." Castiel offers, feeling proud of himself for rolling with a reference.

"Elsa had her younger sister's fiancé sent to jail, technically…" Dean begins and Castiel sits up.

"Forget Elsa, she is clearly not a good example for this situation. Also, Sam is of age. You have no legal actions you can take against my brother."

"Sammy is just a kid, Cas!" The older man argues, but Castiel doesn't even pay attention to his point. No, like any mature man he is fixated on the nickname Dean seems to have just given him.

"Cas?"

"What? Don't like it?"

Castiel shakes his head, "No, it's actually the first nickname I might like…"

Dean gives him a small smile before realizing something and glaring at him. "You!"

"Me?"

"You! Don't try and act all cute-

"Cute?"

"-And change the subject! You kept it a secret! You said all that nice stuff last night about wanting to see me but in reality you were sexiled and had no choice but to come here!" Dean fumes, looking genuinely hurt.

"First of all, sexiled is not a real word. How are all of you so familiar with it?" Castiel asks before looking Dean straight in the eyes, "And secondly, I did not have to come here. I could have went to Balthazar's, or Michael's, or Lucifer's. I chose here because I truly did want to see you. I may omit truths, but I do not say anything that is untrue."

Dean calms down a little, settling on a pout. "I'm still gonna kick your brother's ass."

"That is acceptable, so long as he is alive at the end." Castiel concedes. "I'm not happy with him either. He did break a promise with me, after all."

"You've got a bit of a vindictive streak in you, huh?" Dean smirks, "Good to know."

"If you break a promise, there are consequences."

"Well then," Dean begins, getting dressed, "I will just kick his…" The threat is cut off by Castiel's ringtone.

"Oh, it appears it's safe to return home." He says, getting up from the bed, "I suppose I will see you at a later time."

Before Dean can say anything, he hears the front door close and the teen is gone. "Huh. I wonder if this is what it feels like the morning after…? God damnit why do I keep thinking that kind of shit about Cas?" He groans before climbing back in bed and setting up his laptop. Today is not the day he will kick the shit out of Gabriel, but that sure as hell doesn't mean he can't do it to some slightly less deserving orcs.

They'd probably sleep with Sammy, too, if given the chance.

Fucking perverts. All over the place.

…Should have gotten Sammy a chastity belt when he had the chance.

As Dean whines to Charlie about Sam's chastity, Castiel arrives home and sees Gabriel sitting at the table, an array of Castiel's favorite foods spread across the table. "…Is this your idea of an apology?"

"I slipped."

"And your penis landed in my friend?" The younger brother asks, making Gabriel laugh a little before looking at him guiltily.

"I really, really didn't mean to…"

Castiel shakes his head, "You just could not help yourself, which is not surprising and really I would not mind…had it not been after seeing father." He looks at Gabriel, and his face must be more pathetic than he thought because his brother's expression drops to pure shame.

"Oh god, Castiel…did something happen?"

"He knows of Dean…and he knows of the porn incident…and he is not impressed…Michael is going to try and smooth it over but he wishes for me to 'save' Dean…to appease father."

Gabriel laughs a little, "Of course he does."

Castiel pouts, "I do not find it funny, Gabriel, how am I to do something like that?"

"You aren't, Cassie, he doesn't need saving. Do what you want."

"Yes, because that works out so well in our family." He blurts out, instantly regretting it when the room goes silent. It's no secret Gabriel is basically disowned for his choices.

"You're the most gentle of us all…but in the end I guess you still inherited the Novak tongue." Gabriel laughs a bit.

"I did not mean…"

"It's alright. I know you didn't meant it like that. You have every right not to want this life. It's not great."

Castiel frowns and sits on the couch, "I fear Dean will be the end of my relationship with our family…"

"Is it worth that?" Gabriel asks, "Just how much do you like Dean?"

The teen falls silent, thinking about it. He likes Dean…but he loves his family more.

Right?

Of course. He doesn't even love Dean, he just…tolerates-to-likes him.

No, that's not right. Castiel fought for Dean, is making Michael put in a good word for Dean…he even slept with Dean in a way. Twice. He's never shared a bed with anyone. Or slept on a person before. Not to mention he's found himself eagerly awaiting their weird dinners together in the library. Sam calls them dinner dates. Gabriel calls them four play. Neither is accurate, but they are still important to him.

If they were gone would he be alright with it? Dean probably wouldn't. Retaliation would be imminent.

It hasn't been long but Castiel is pretty sure he is too accustomed to Dean's presence now. Almost like…

"I need Dean…?" Castiel whispers before realizing he said it out loud and turning to his brother horrified, "I did not just say that."

"Oh but you did. You totally did." Gabriel smirks, "I didn't realize you needed Dean. That's pretty intense. Some serious shit."

"It is not like that," Castiel groans. "I don't need him, it was just a train of thought. It's 'like' I need him but I do not need him that is just…"

"Cassie, Cassie…" Gabriel sighs, coming up and resting his hand on Castiel's shoulder, "I just want you to realize something."

"Realize what?" Castiel asks and Gabriel's smirk grows wider.

"That's the gayest thing that I've heard in a while, and I had gay sex last night." He says, "Loud gay sex." Gabriel teases, laughing to himself until a pillow is slammed into his face. Hard.

"I am not interested in Dean as you are Sam. When we slept together last night it was strictly sleep."

"Yeaahhh…..but…you've slept with that Winchester twice, I've only slept with mine once."

Castiel gives him a blank stare. "You had intimate physical relations."

"…I seem to remember a certain picture of a certain Novak straddling a sleeping Winchester….and it wasn't me and Sammy." Gabriel points out.

"I-! You-! I mean the-! The-! The penetrating sort of…intimate physical relations…" Castiel mumbles and Gabriel bursts into laughter. "Also, I would like it on the record that you referring to it like we have a matching pair of Winchesters is disturbing. The Novak's are not collecting Winchesters."

"Could be."

"But we're not." Castiel pauses, "Well, I'm not." He looks to Gabriel sadly, "I just don't want to lose them…"

"God damn it don't look at me like that, Cassie." Gabriel groans before sitting beside Castiel and wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "We'll think of something so you won't lose them, or dad and Mr. perfect."

"His name is Michael."

"Whatever. Perfect pain in my ass."
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A/N: I am absolute shit sorry for my lameness and people probably already stopped reading this but yeah here is a shitty update.My bunnies had babies and I was busy keeping them alive for the longest time and then the holidays came at work and THAT was crazy....  The next chapter will have stuff happen. Think of this as...laying...down...more ground work. So to speak. Totally not filler. Nooooo. Nnnnoooooooooooooooo two brothers just talking for an entire chapter isn't filler at all.