Smart Deanie wennie and your usual not-angel Castiel
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Dean

I opened the door to my dorm, a small smile on my face as i noticed i cleaned for once. "You can put your bag next to the table, its over there.." I explained as i closed the door behind us quickly. "Nice dorm, most of my friends keep theirs filled with weed or cluster, sometimes both." He laughed slightly as he dropped his bag on the floor.

His laugh was fuckíng beautiful.

"T-Thanks." My breath hitched as i walked past him, quickly sitting down as he looked around the room. "I um- what do you want to s-study?" I asked sheepishly as i slipped my text book out of my bag and placed it on the table with a thud. "Dude you got to stop stuttering, its making you cuter than you already are. Relax, its just me." Cas replied simply as he moved his seat right next to me.

He thinks im cute?

"I uh-m.. *cough* lets start with pre-calculus.." I stuttered as i opened my book to page 105.

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I flickered my eyes above my paper to see Cas glancing at me as well, his head rested on his palm as he licked and bit his lips slowly. "W-Whats up?" I asked as i tapped my pen against my work slightly, his staring starting trouble down south. "You, thats whats up."

I furred my brows together as i set my pen down in confusion. "Excuse me?" I asked with a small lump in my throat as he chuckled darkly. "You're a walking distraction, and i cant even focus with you in front of me." He hummed deeply as he sighed out sarcastically, his hand detaching itself from his head.

"I can work somewhere else-" "That wont help." He admitted as he brushed his leg against mine slightly, my whole body shifting away in bad habit. "Cas, i-i don't think you're in your right-mind right now." I explained as i shrugged my shoulder away from his side slightly. "Whys that?" He cooed as he shuffled ever so closer. "Where suppose to be studying, and from what it looks like, you're trying to get into my pants-." I hitched as he slid his hand down my arm, his fingers finding there way between mine. "Who said i wanted to get into your pants, Winchester?" He scoffed as he rolled our linked hands back and forth kindly.

"Is this fine with you?" Castiel asked as he looked back down at his paper and continued to write his notes. "Y-Yes this is- this is fine." I responded quickly as i watched his fingers tap against mine calmly.

It honestly fit so perfectly into mine.

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