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They reached the office and Cas knocked on the door excitedly. “Yes?” she said. “Just open the door,” she said. Castiel opened the door and looked inside. “Hey Jody,” he said. “We want to decorate our room!” Jody looked at them and bit her lip. “Oh, boys, I'm sorry. There isn't much left,” she said sadly, sighed and stood up. She got a box out of the highest shelf and put it down for the two boys to see. There really wasn't much left. Two tiny angel figures and a bit of tinsel were left in the box. Dean looked over at Cas who had a hand in his hair twisting it a little. "It's not so bad, Cas," he said. "We can maybe put the angels on the window bench, right?" Cas shrugged. "Sure..." he mumbled. "We can do that."

They walked back quietly and when they got to their room Cas just went to lay down in his bed instead of helping Dean make the set up on the window bench. Not that it was a lot of effort. It really wasn't. Dean looked at the tiny angels and the tinsel around them and sighed. Not much effort at all. He looked back at Cas. "I'm going to play now, okay?" There was only a sniff from the bed. Dean took it as a yes and went outside.

He didn't walk to the group room though. He walked directly in the other direction.

Dean knocked on the door. "Yeah?" "Sonny?" he said softly. "Dean? What is it?" Dean looked at his feet. "Can you open the crafting room for me, please?" "You know you're not supposed to go in there at this time of day, Dean," Sonny said gruffly. "Yeah, but I have to! It's important," Dean said. Sonny raised an eyebrow. Dean hadn't been very open towards the caregivers so far, hadn't shown many emotions but now... he really seemed to have an important matter. "Why is it so important?" he asked him. "I can't open it for you if I don't know what you need it for." "Well..." Dean said and sighed deeply. And then he explained it to him.

The next day.

Castiel had been in a foul mood the whole day. It wasn't just the decoration but the decoration had a huge part in it. It was the third Christmas he was spending here and the third Christmas he didn't have any decoration. Well, they had the two angels but they looked rather sad. And now? Now Charlie was annoying him with her homework and Sam tried to play something with him and Dean - who would normally play with Sam - was nowhere to be seen.  

"Just leave me alone! I have my own stuff to do!" he shouted and looked at them angrily before he left the group room. "No! Wait!" Charlie shouted. "I still don't get number three! Cas... please..." "Yes!" Sam shouted. "You can't go," he said running up to him and taking his shirt. "Dean said so!" "Sammy!" Charlie shouted from behind. Sam made huge eyes and put his hands over his mouth. "Oops..." "What? Dean said what?" Castiel asked squinting. "Nothing, he's just a kid, don’t listen to him," Charlie said at the same time Sam said: "Can't tell you..." Castiel turned around at that and ran down the hallway back to their room, Charlie and Sam racing after them.

A small boy stood between Dean and the other kids and he spoke with such a fervour that the other kids slowly left the area after casting Dean a few taunting looks.

The boy turned to Dean and spoke up in a shy voice, “Hey don’t cry. I can share my toys with you.”

Dean hesitated but the small, blue-eyed kid came and sat on the ground next to him and gently pushed a firetruck onto Dean’s hands. Dean smiled a little and wiped the tears from his face.

“My name is Castiel.” The blue-eyed kid offered him his hand. “Castiel Novak.”

Despite having stood up to a large number of kids, Castiel looked shy and timid as he smiled at Dean.

Dean’s smile grew wider as he shook Castiel’s hand. “I’m Dean Winchester!”

The two kids - one blue-eyed and shy and the other  green-eyed and goofy - spent the whole day playing with each other and sharing stories about their family. When it was time to go home, the two boys hugged each other tight.

Dean stuck out his pinky. “Cas I promise that we’ll be best friends forever.”

“Yes we will!” Cas exclaimed as he hooked Dean’s pinky finger with his own. “Till the very end.”

“Daddy! I met a beautiful boy today! We played together and he’s really fun.” Three year old Castiel Novak gushed about his day at preschool to his father, Chuck.

“That’s really nice Cas.”

Castiel’s face instantly fell when he realised that his father wasn’t paying attention to him and that he had zoned out again.

“Tell me about him Cassie! What’s this boy’s name?” His elder brother Gabriel tackled him from behind and tickled Cas till he was out of breath.

“Stop Gabe.” Castiel got his words out in between his giggles. “How can I talk when you keep tickling me?”

Gabriel was six years old but he was mature for his age - the result of having an absentminded father.

“His name is Dean Winchester,” said Cas as a slight blush crept up his cheeks. “Other kids were telling bad things to him and he was sad so I went and shared my toys with him.”

Gabriel’s heart warmed for this kid he hardly knew. He couldn’t bear to think about Castiel being bullied.

“He has a younger brother who’s a baby called Sammy and Dean really loves his Sammy.” Castiel was still talking. “His mommy went to heaven just like ours but his dad doesn’t work much so he doesn’t have a lot of money.” 

 Castiel’s face grew sad and Gabriel was unsure on how to comfort him but Castiel was talking again,

“He asked me if I wanted to come to his house one day and play with Sammy. Can I go Gabe? Please?”

Castiel’s big earnest eyes which were directed at Gabriel broke the latter’s heart. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to take Cas all the way over to someone else’s house and he also knew that their dad wouldn’t drive them anywhere. But he could never bring himself to say no to Castiel.

“Sure Cassie! I have lots of homework today but we’ll definitely go to his house one day.”

Castiel let out a yelp of joy and sprang into Gabriel’s arms and hugged his older brother tight and whispered, “You’re the best Gabe.”

Gabriel hugged Cas back but he was heartbroken. He knew that Castiel will not be going to Dean Winchester’s house any time soon.

“Dean! You’ve got paint all over your face!” Castiel giggled at the sight of Dean Winchester covered in pink paint.

Dean leaned over and smudged the paint on Castiel’s face. “Boop! You’ve got a pink nose.”

Both the boys soon doubled over in laughter but a sudden reprimand from their third grade teacher, Ms. Ellen, caused them to control their giggles.

“Sammy really wants to meet you, Cas,” Dean whispered under his breath.

“I really do want to come to your house Dean but my dad’s very busy and my brother keeps telling me that he has homework.” Castiel lips turned down in sadness as he hoped that Dean would not be mad at him.

“I’ll never be mad at you Cas!” It was like Dean had read his mind. “Even I don’t have anyone to drive me to your house. But we’ll definitely meet up one day.”

Dean smiled brightly at Cas and Cas couldn’t help but notice how cute the freckles at the bridge of his nose were. Castiel smiled back offered Dean his pinky.

“Dean, I pinky promise that I’ll come to your house one day.”

Dean hooked his pinky to Cas’. “I’ll be waiting Cas.”

Cas and Dean went to the same high school. It was only in their Freshman year that Cas got an opportunity to go to Dean’s house. Gabriel was old enough to drive Castiel to Dean’s house and the latter spent the whole time in a frenzied happiness. Gabriel smiled at the excited Castiel through his dashboard mirror.

Dean opened the door seconds after Cas had knocked on it. Both boys hugged each other and let out a happy laugh. Dean hugged Gabriel too and thanked him for driving Cas to his house.

“I’ve heard a lot about you Dean. You’re a really good kid.” Gabriel told an excited Dean as Cas turned a deep red.

“Thanks Gabriel! You’re an amazing older brother. Cas loves you.” Dean grinned up at the older Novak. 

Gabriel’s heart warmed as he hugged Cas goodbye and told him that he’ll pick him up the next day.

“Bye Gabriel!” Both the boys waved at him from the front porch till he pulled the car out of the driveway.

As soon as Gabriel’s car was out of sight, Dean gently tugged Cas towards his house. “Come on Cas! I want you to meet Sammy.”

Sam Winchester was as excited to meet Castiel as Cas was to meet him.

“Dean doesn’t stop talking about you! He thinks you’re really funny and cute and smart!” Sam gushed out as he hugged Castiel.

“Sammy!” Dean protested as he playfully punched Sam and ruffled his hair.

“I think your brother is equally funny and cute and smart, Sam,” said Cas with an amused look on his face. “He’s my best friend.”

Sam and Dean’s dad was nowhere to be found but the boys convinced Sam that he disappears sometimes and that it’s nothing to worry about.

“Can we watch Star Wars, Dean?” Sam begged his older brother. “Please?”

“Sure Sammy,” Dean said as he looked at his younger brother with adoration.

Sam let out a whoop of joy and rushed off to make some popcorn.

“Dean, Ms. Ruby wanted me to talk to you about your grades.” Cas broached the subject slowly. “I can help you study.”

Dean’s grades were falling pretty badly and Dean didn’t know how to explain to Cas that it was because of his father abusing him at home and never being there to help him or Sam with anything. He decided that he’ll tell Cas when the time comes but for now they should enjoy the day.

“Don’t worry about it Cas. I’ll take care of it.”

“Okay.” Cas realised that there was something that Dean wasn’t telling him but he decided not to poke at it. Dean would tell him when he was ready.

Sam was the first to fall asleep on the couch and Dean and Cas were up through the entire movie. They soon started talking about school and about how they were going to be sophomores soon.

“We might even have girlfriends next year Cas!” Dean exclaimed with a huge grin.

Cas smiled back but for some reason he found that his smile was forced. Why did the thought of Dean Winchester with a girlfriend upset him? 

The answer came to him just before he fell asleep, wrapped in Dean’s arms. He was in love with his best friend.

It’s funny how much can change in a little two years, isn’t it? Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak were seniors at Wayward High but they were no longer best friends. In fact, it had been more than a year since the two had spoken to each other. Castiel was an all-rounder. He had perfect grades and he was also the captain of the basketball team. He’d already gotten many offers to join various colleges. Moreover his father had started allocating time for his family and started working harder to support his boys.

On the other hand, Dean Winchester’s grades just dropped lower. He was an outcast in school - with his tattered flannel and worn out shoes. But while Castiel had never dated anyone, Dean had been in a lot of relationships - all of which had ended badly. Sam Winchester and Gabriel Novak never understood why their respective brothers had grown apart at a time when they needed each other the most.

It all had started a few days after their sleepover two years ago. Dean’s father, John, had started beating him up more and more. He would come home drunk and demand dinner from Dean. Dean was scared to report it to the authorities as he knew that they would separate Sammy and him. He also couldn’t bring himself to tell Cas as he didn’t want any pity from the latter. Moreover Dean Winchester had known for a while that his feelings towards Cas were more than that of a friend. He was embarrassed and slowly stopped talking to Castiel.

Castiel was confused and hurt. He kept wondering if he had done something wrong. He also feared that maybe Dean got to know about Cas’ feelings towards him and was upset with them. Did Castiel just ruin the best friendship in his whole life by falling in love?

Soon Dean had found other friends - Charlie Bradbury, Jo Harvelle, Garth Fitzgerald and more. Castiel, on the other hand, kept to himself and focused on his academics.

There used to be a time when they would walk down the school hallways as best friends but now, they were strangers who refused to meet each other’s eyes. There were times Castiel would catch Dean looking at him and he wanted to go over and talk to him but he was always too scared of being rejected.

Just as their time at high school was coming to an end, Castiel made up his mind to talk to Dean. One Friday evening, he drove himself to the Winchester’s house and with sweaty palms, knocked on the door. For a long time no one answered the door and dejected, Castiel was about to turn back and drive home. But sounds of muffled crying stopped Castiel in his tracks. He could recognise Dean’s voice anywhere. Castiel quickly pushed the handles to the front door to find it already unlocked. The soft cries where coming from Dean’s room. Cas quickly rushed up the stairs and pushed open the doors to the room to find Dean curled up on the bed, crying his eyes out. 

“Dean?” Cas slowly reached out and touched Dean’s shoulder. “Dean, are you okay?”

Dean quickly sat up and wiped the tears off his face and Cas gasped when he saw that Dean’s face was caked with blood.

“I’m fine,” Dean muttered harshly.

Cas flinched away from him and Dean regretted his tone immediately. “I’m sorry Cas. It’s just that I hate people seeing me like this. Especially you.”

Cas had no idea what that meant but he slowly sat next to Dean. “You don’t have to hide from me Dean. Remember how we first met?”

Dean smiled softly as he thought back to that day 14 years earlier. “You were a shy kid even back then.”

Cas snorted. “You weren’t so different yourself.”

After a small pause Cas continued, “Dean what happened? Who did this to you?”

“My father.” Dean’s voice was low and he refused to meet Cas’ eyes.

“Your father?” Cas was shocked. “How long has he been abusing you like this?”

“About four years now… He’s an alcoholic and he usually comes home drunk and beats the fuck out of me.”

“Why didn’t you tell me anything Dean?”

“I - I was embarrassed, Cas.”

Castiel took Dean’s hands in his own. “You don’t have to be embarrassed to tell me anything. I’m your best friend.”

Dean looked up at Cas and tightened squeezed Cas’ hand with his own. “You still consider me as a friend?”

“Of course Dean. You should’ve told me but I never realised what you were going through. I’m sorry for not being there for you either.”

Before Cas knew what was happening Dean hugged him tight and Cas soon melted into the hug.

“Thank you Cas.”

“Best friends till the very end, right?”

“Of course,” Dean grinned at his best friend.

“Come on let’s get you cleaned up.” Castiel pulled Dean up to his feet and spent the evening washing the blood off of his face.

“We were idiots in the past two years,” Dean muttered with regret.

“Yes we were. But we’re here for each other now and that’s what matters,” Cas said with a small smile at Dean.

“You’re such a sap Cas,” Dean grinned up at the blue eyed boy.

Cas just lightly punched Dean’s shoulder. “Shut up Dean.”

Soon, for absolutely no reason, the two boys were doubled over in laughter and it occurred to each of them that they were still in love with each other. But would they ever tell the other?

Since that day Castiel invited Dean and Sam over to his house after school. Sam played with Castiel’s cousin, Anna, while Cas tutored Dean. In just a couple of months, Dean’s grades improved drastically. The two boys were closer than they ever were. Moreover Dean was going to turn 18 soon and he’ll be able to live alone with Sam - away from their father. 

The night before prom, the Dean and Cas were lying stretched out on the latter’s bed playing video games.

“I mean, prom is so stupid.” Dean muttered as he waited for Cas to type in his character’s name for the game. “It’s all a big popularity contest.”

“Hmmm hmm,” Cas agreed with Dean. “Plus we don’t have dates.”

“Well you don’t need a date to go,” Dean looked sideways at Cas.

“That’s true.” Cas nodded but he didn’t know what else to say.

The two played a couple of games in silence - except for a couple of shouts of happiness and annoyance at the game. Finally Dean placed his controller down on the bed and turned to Cas and broke the silence,

“You could be mine,” Dean whispered.

“Your what?” Cas looked at Dean with a confused tilt of his head.

Fuck he’s adorable, Dean thought to himself and he felt nervousness wash over him. It was too late to back out so he might as well do this.

“You could be my date.” Dean drew out his words slowly.

Castiel just blinked at Dean and didn’t say anything for a while. Dean was sure that his face was dark red and he was aware that he was sweating buckets. He had fucked up, didn’t he? He had just gotten Cas back and he had already pushed him away. Cas’ voice interrupted his thoughts,

“Yes.”

“What?” Dean wasn’t sure that he heard Cas right.

“I’ll be your date.” At this point, Cas’ face was a dark shade of pink too. “Do you like me as more than a friend, Dean?”

“Yeah Cas. I’ve been in love with you for a very long time actually.” Dean let out a nervous laugh and scratched the back of his neck.

Cas’ eyes grew wider and a huge grin split his cheek. “I’ve actually liked you for a very long while too.”

Dean’s heartbeat are impossibly louder and he found himself smiling back giddily at Cas. “Can… can I kiss you Cas?”

Cas’ blushed harder - if that was even possible. “Sure Dean.”

Dean slowly leaned closer towards Cas till their lips were just inches apart. “You sure about this?”

Instead of replying with words, Cas leaned forward and closed the gap between their lips. Dean couldn’t help the gasp that escaped his mouth as he felt Cas’ tongue at his lips. Dean quickly opened his mouth in response and Cas’ tongue expertly explored Dean’s mouth. Dean wrapped an arm around Cas’ waist and pulled the latter on top of him on the bed without breaking the kiss.

This was Castiel’s first kiss and he realised that most books had it wrong. He didn’t feel any fireworks nor supernova exploding behind his eyelids. The kiss made him happy and it was the best kind of happy. It held the right amount of messiness and Castiel was soon drunk on Dean and his love for him.

Dean slowly pulled away from Cas and the two were out of breath.

 “Let’s save some for prom night shall we?” Dean winked at Cas and both were soon reduced to a laughing mess.

Once their laughter subsided, Dean looked at Cas with a soft look in his eyes. “I’ve wanted to kiss you ever since I met you.”

Castiel quickly pecked Dean’s lips again and grinned at the Winchester. “Who’s the sap now?”

Dean laughed with a slow shake of his head. 

“I love you Castiel Novak. You’ve helped me through a lot and I don’t know where I would be without you.” He paused before adding, “You’re like my guardian angel, Cas.”

“I love you too Dean Winchester and we’ll always be there for each other.”

“Pinky promise?” Dean asked as he held out his pinky finger.

Castiel laughed at their old tradition before hooking Dean’s pinky with his own. “Pinky promise.”

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