Chapter Nine. Angel Wings.
Forgot to update sorry heh
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Two Months Later-
-Dean-
It's really starting to get to me, hiding my feelings from Castiel. Okay, it was always hard but now it feels closer to impossible.
I just want to grab him and kiss him when I see him. And when he's sad I want to wrap my arms around him and hold him as close to me as possible. When walking next to him it takes all my power not to hold his hand. I know, chick flick moments, but I can't help it.
I want the whole world to know that he's my soulmate. My extremely hot, blue eyed soulmate.
Right now I'm standing next to his locker, waiting for him to come back from his art class. Today I'm going to come with him to his older brother, Lucifer. After a minute I can see him come walking with his arms full of papers. I wave and he smiles when seeing me.
"Dean." He says when coming in talking-distance. He tries to open his locker without dropping all the papers and fails. They slides down and spreads over the floor. Castiel swears and starts to pick them up. I help him but stops when my eyes fall on the papers in my hand.
Castiel is really good at draw. Really good. On one of the papers it's a skiss of something that I would call a demon and on another a pair of angel wings.
"Wow, did you draw this?" I say in awe, holding up a paper with two eyes, one green and one blue. His face reddens and he nods.
"You are an amazing artist." I say and hands him the papers I picked up. I can see the shadow of a smile on his face while he stuffs the papers in his locker.
"None of those are actually my best one. But I don't have that one here, my art teacher said to leave it in the classroom." He says, still with slightly red cheeks. He gets out his backpack and closes his locker.
"So are we going to meet with Lucifer now?" I ask him as we enter the hallway past the art classrooms. The only special about this hall is that behind a glass window they sometimes put up drawings, paintings and sculptures that the students make.
"Yes, he's waiting for us outside in his car." Cas says while curiously sswiping his gaze over the other students creations.
I look at all the different vases, ornaments and paintings that covers the wall when hearing a sudden gasp from Castiel. I turn around to see him looking at a very wellmade painting and it takes me a second to realise it's a painting made of Castiel, his name's on the corner of the paper.
I also realise that it's a painting of me.
My whole body is on the paper and I'm dressed in the same clothes as I usually wear. From behind me it's like a black light that shines out over the paper but the first thing you notice is the wings. He painted me as an angel.
"Wow." I breathe out because I don't know what else to say. I tear my eyes from the paper and looks back at Castiel who looks scared.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know my teacher would put it out here!" He says and nervously bites his lip.
"What are you sorry about? I don't mind." I smile at him. His eyes meets mine.
"You're not mad?"
"Why would I be mad?" I ask and he shrugs.
"Well, it's not like I asked permission before drawing you."
"Oh well, you do."
"Do what?"
"Have permission to draw me." I say and blush a little. But it makes Cas smile.
"Thank you Dean." We exit the school and Castiel waves to a man who's holding a little girl in his hand. I assume the little girl is Amara, Lucifer's daughter. Cas told me about them, Lucifer, Michael and Amara. When I grow up I think I would want to do that too, adopt a kid. Have a family.
"Gjeen." She exclaims and points towards my eyes with a proud smile. We all take a seat in his car.
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At their house we sit and talk while watching Amara build towers of colourful blocks and then destroy them with happy screeches. After a bit I sit down next to her and helps her build a castle. Which isn't easy when she randomly levels it with the ground. Cas joins me and Lucifer giggles, totally manly of course, at the sight.
"You know you two could babysit her sometime. Michey and I could need a datenight." Castiel looks smiling at me and I nod.
"That could actually be fun." I say and Lucifer fistbumps the air and then leaves to make dinner because he talked us into eating here.
After a while I stop building and just sit and study how Castiel moves and talks and smiles to Amara. He hasn't noticed that I'm looking at him but Lucifer in the door opening has and he motions for me to come.
"What?" I say as I try to hide my blush. He smirks knowingly.
"You should tell him." He then says, looking serious.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I cross my arms protectively over my chest and Lucifer snorts.
"Please, I just caught you staring at him lovingly with a soft smile." I can feel my blushing increase and I look away.
"Don't tell him."
"I'm not saying I'm going to tell him, I'm saying you should tell him ...why don't you?"
"Because if he was my soulmate why haven't he said something to me?"
"Maybe he's just as big of an idiot as you are." He says and pats my back.
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When we leave from Lucifer and Michael's house it's dark outside and the street lights are on. The light makes Cas eyes look even bluer as I glance at him from the side and I come to think of the drawing in the halllway again.
"What inspired you to make that drawing?" I ask and he shrugs.
"Well they told me to draw my sou-best friend and then I added the angel wings today, it's how I saw you in my dream last night and it seemed right." He says and it takes me a second to actually realize what he said. I hold out an arm to make him stop walking and he gives me a weird look.
"What?" He says and I don't think he heas realised what he just said.
"What did you just say?" I ask him and he thinks back before wide eyed slamming his hands over his mouth. Then he seems to get that the words has already left his mouth and there's nothing he can do about it.
"Ah, screw it." He says before, in the street light on a dark, empty road, kissing me.
Written: 2/9-16 & 3/9-16
Published: 8th January 2017
Words: 1197
In the chapters after this I'm probably going to skip alot of time.
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