**Supernatural -- HIGH SCHOOL AU** (PRIVATE)

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    TIME SKIP -- DA HOUSE


    Dean walked into the house slowly, scanning around the entrance. "This is your house?" he asked with an approving nod. "Mhm."

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    "Yeah--" Castiel responded nervously, biting his lip and kicking off his shoes. "My room is um-upstairs." He added, placing his trench coat on the dining room table before heading up the stairs, looking back at Dean anxiously.[/fancypost]

    Dean followed him, still carrying his own backpack as he treaded up the stairs behind Castiel. "Uh, Novak? If you don't feel comfortable with me here, I can just ... Go."

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    "No, no." Castiel responded quickly, stopping at his door with his hand on the knob. "It's not like that--I'm just--easily nervous..." He admitted, his gaze flickering around for a moment before he stayed silent and pushed his door open.[/fancypost]

    Dean tilted his head as he entered the room alongside Castiel, looking around and setting his backpack to the side. "Oh uh ... That's um ... That's okay."

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    Castiel dropped his backpack onto his desk chair with a nod. "Sorry--" he muttered nervously, depositing his inhaler onto the desk and stressfully fiddling with dress shirt sleeves to straighten them again. "I know I'm like--super awkward--"[/fancypost]

    Dean shook his head. "Nah, man. You're fine," he mumbled, throwing himself on the bed with a snicker. "I could totally crash here."

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    Castiel gave a toothy smile and an awkward breathy laugh. "Heh, yeah, I like my room too." He responded, shifting his gaze away from Dean on his bed because oh my god Dean Winchester is laying on his bed right now in real life. He was going to have a freaking panic attack he had to stop.[/fancypost]

    Dean smirked at him, rolling his eyes. "You look like you're totally fangirling or something on the inside. Cute. I mean, no homo cause -- I'm ... Not gay."

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    Castiel frowned again and gave a nod, shifting his gaze down to the floor. "Sorry." He muttered and looked over at the door again. "Do you uh--want a snack? Or do usual people not eat snacks after school? I don't know. I wouldn't know." [/fancypost]

    Dean chuckled, rolling over to his side. "No, no. It's fine, Novak. Thanks for asking, though, man. Uh ... So you really ... Like me, huh? Cause you think I'm good ... Deep on the inside?"

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    Castiel pursed his lips and nodded, too nervous to look back at him again. "I think you're being nice right now, and I uh--like that--I guess..." He murmured in response, fiddling stressfully with his shirt sleeves again. "I mean--yeah--"[/fancypost]

    Dean smiled, taking it as a compliment -- almost. "Thanks. That cool for you to say, Novak. I dig you too. You're ... Not that bad. Didn't really think of you as well ... Someone so soft and kind. In a ... In a good way. I really uh --"

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    Castiel brightened up at what he guessed was a sort of compliment and gave another small smile. "Heh, thank you I guess. I never really get compliments if you can't tell, so I take what I can get." He responded, nodding slightly. [/fancypost]

    Dean sighed, looking saddened all of a sudden. "And I'm sorry I uh ... Never saw that before in you. I just kept picking on you and I was relentless. I -- uh ... I really um ... Like you too ..."

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    Castiel shook his head. "No, it's fine. I forgive easily and--" he stopped mid-sentence, realizing what Dean had said. "Wait what." He spluttered out, blinking with wide eyes. "You like me? You don't hate me??" He asked enthusiastically.[/fancypost]

    "No ... No not at all. I really, really like you. I uh ... Kinda ..." he mumbled, his sentence trailing off as his face reddened. "Love ...? You?"

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    Castiel's breath hitched and he just stared at him for a moment, his eyes wide. "What?" He repeated slowly, his hands nervously tugging at his sweater vest. "You--y-you love me?..." He murmured, his breathing heavy with anxiety and fear that he was just screwing with him.[/fancypost]

    Dean blushed even more, his cheeks feeling like they were on fire. "I mean -- I think so. I never realized how much of an àsshole I was being to you untik you brought this up and clouds kinda cleared away. I ... I think so, Cas."

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    Castiel awkwardly smiled, the realist smile he had probably given anyone in ages. "I uh-- That um--makes me really happy--" he laughed nervously, shifting his gaze down to his feet. "This is the happiest I've been in ages--" he added, biting his lip with a lopsided smile still on his face. [/fancypost]