ShitIwrite

So I`m going to try to write stuff. It`s not going to be good, but at least I`m going to try. I guess it`s only going to be Destiel. This is a sideblog. And English is not my first language, so sorry for any spelling mistakes.

[tryingtowritedestiel]

Got a prompt from thewinchesterers to write a thing with the line: Well, I know that you`re in love with him, Cause I saw you dancin`in the gym.

And this is what I came up with:

Well, I know that you’re in love with him Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym You both kicked off your shoes

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Dean could deny it all he wanted, but Sam knew better. Cause let`s face it, he was smart. Even if Dean thought he still was a little kid, he wasn`t dumb. Dean was in love, even if he didn`t want to admit it to himself or to Cas.

Cas that was Castiel for years before Dean came into his life, and stated that Castiel needed a nickname. Sam didn`t think Cas even had a say in it. And from that day Castiel became Cas, but nobody said his name as soft and caring as Dean.

Sam was to wait for Dean in the parking lot, but the damn sky was falling down on his head so he went looking for him.

Sam knew that Dean and Cas had physical ed the last periode, so he went into the gym to see what was taking so long.

The sight that met him when he walked into the gym made him stop in his track. Cas and Dean was dancing, like dancing. He stood and watched as they kicked of their shoes without taking their hands of each other.

He slowly went out of the gym, not quite believing his eyes, he poked into the gym one more time just to be sure, and yeah, his brother was dancing and looking at Cas like he was the most precious thing in the whole world.

After ten minutes in the rain, they finally came jogging to the car.

“Why are you standing in the rain smiling like an idiot for?”

“Nothing, just can`t seem to get a song out of my head.”

Dean just looked at him, and Cas leaning his head to the side looking puzzled.

When all three boys where settled in the car Dean finally asked; “What`s the damn song?”

Sammy gave Dean a smirk.

“American Pie” 

[tryingtowritedestiel]

So I`m trying out this writing thing, so does anybody have any  prompts maybe?

[tryingtowritedestiel]

Date night part two.

Part one

Castiel`s pov

That was almost a week ago and standing in the mirror, he was starting having second thoughts about the whole thing, (again, it had been an on and off thing since this whole thing started), what if Dean didn`t care about him that way? Jo had been so sure but now that Friday night had come, Castiel thought maybe he should just stay home and tell Dean on Saturday that the date was a fiasco. It wasn`t like Dean didn`t know that Castiel was terrible at talking to new people. And it was not like Dean would ever know the difference, but lying was not something he was good at.

Talking about the date at school with Dean and their friends had been easy. He just had to tell them what he was actually planning on doing on the that he was suppose to take Dean on.

Dean never said much when the others brought up Castiel`s date, and Castiel was hoping Dean`s short (shorter than usual) temper and his moping meant that he didn`t want Castiel to go on the date.

It was never good to know with Dean, he didn`t talk about emotions (we`re not chicks, Cas, he always said, so no chick flick moments, okay?

So here he was on Dean`s front door, looking at his shoes hearing music from Dean`s room and if Castiel was nervous, hearing Dean`s moping song help his nerves a great deal (Best not to tell Dean that he knew about that).

Mary opened the door, giving Castiel her bright smile, “You`re here for Dean, sweetie?”

Castiel just nodded, not trusting his voice just yet. It took Dean longer than usual to come down stairs, but when he finally spoke, Castiel just looked down at his shoes, smiling before he liftet his gaze to Dean`s.

“What are you doing here, man?”

“Taking you on a date, assbutt”

[tryingtowritedestiel]

Hallway

Some sweet High School AU (ao3)

Yes, Dean was staring, and hell people were noticing it too. But there was no way he could drag his eyes away from the scene in front of him.

No freaking way.

You see, Dean had been missing his favorite band shirt for a couple of weeks now but he was sure it was just somewhere under his bed or lost in the wash for the time being. But he had been wrong, so damn wrong that he wasn`t sure if it was funny or not.

It was supposed to be a secret; the older boy had been really clear on that point. But now he was walking down the corridor with his shirt on. And by the way Jo was poking his side and people looking from Cas to Dean and back again, he guesses he was not the only one noticing. Let`s face it, Dean loved the way Cas looked in his clothes, specially his band shirts because they were just a little bit too big and showing of Cas` collarbone, but he had never worn any of it in public before.

The whole thing shouldn`t be such a problem if Cas just dressed like a normal guy his age, but he NEVER wore anything besides his formal shirts and shit at school. Now he was walking down the hall with a worn Metallica t-shirt, Dean`s favorite. And all his hope that nobody was noticing that it was the same one Dean wore most days was squashed down when Cas suddenly was right up in Dean`s personal space.

Dean was startled by the sudden proximity of the other guy, being too caught up in his own thoughts to notice. Cas leaned in, his lips brushing Dean`s earlobe and practically growling in his ear

“I`m sick of all the girls throwing themselves at you, Dean and I want it to stop now.”

Cas kissed his neck before turning around, looking like he was going to smite anybody who thought about saying anything at all about what just happened before he was leaning into the locker beside Dean.

Yeah, totally not a secret anymore, Dean thought.

[tryingtowritedestiel]

Date night

(ao3)

Dean was sure he was the big brother, not Sammy. He was pretty damn sure about that little fact. But the way Sammy (or Sam like he wanted to be called now that he was not a “little” kid anymore), was teasing him these days Dean was not so sure anymore.

So Dean may have been playing the same song over and over again, but that did not mean that he was a love sick puppy that was moping around. He was NOT moping.

The thing was that Cas was going on a date. A date that Jo had helped him with, that traitor. So Dean may be a little jealous, or a lot, but nobody is keeping score of it so just shut your cakehole.

It was Friday, and Dean was sitting in his room (NOT moping) when he heard the doorbell rang and then his mother calling him down.

Dean was not planning on leaving his bed, he didn`t plan on doing so before maybe a month or so, but his mother didn`t stop calling. So Dean made his way down stairs, not wanting to have his mother angry with him.

He stopped short, and just stood with his mouth hanging open when he reached the front door.

Cas was standing in the doorway, smiling that rare smile that Dean sometimes caught a glimpse of, the one that reached his eyes and made his nose crinkle. 

“What are you doing here, man?” Dean asked when his mind and mouth finally connected.

Cas smile grew bigger, and he looked down at his shoes before he lifted his gaze to look straight into Dean`s eyes.

“Taking you out on a date, assbutt”

[tryingtowritedestiel]

Sleeping is overrated

College AU (ao3)

Cas was sleeping, and Dean was watching. Not in a creepy way, get your mind out of the gutter thank you!

But Cas looked so relaxed when he was sleeping, and Dean was maybe a little bit in love with the strange guy with brown hair and blue eyes. And maybe Dean had problems with looking away from those eyes when Cas was awake. So watching him sleep was just because then Dean could focus on other aspect of the guy.

Things like how his hair needed a haircut, and how his hip was showing in the little gap between his t-shirt and shorts and the trail of dark hair disappearing down towards…

So okay, maybe it was a little creepy, but the guy was a sleep at the moment and he didn`t know what Dean was doing.

It could have been minutes, or hours, Dean could not tell you even if he wanted to, but he froze in his chair when he heard that low rumble of a voice that made his blood boil every damn time.

“Get back into bed, you creepy stalker”

So maybe he was a creepy roommate, but at least Cas didn`t care.

[tryingtowritedestiel]

High school AU, Destiel. (ao3)

So maybe it was a bad idea, and maybe Castiel knew it, but that didn`t mean he was backing out of it. Castiel was tired of being a coward, and it was now or never.

He was tired of getting weird looks from his friends whenever he was caught starring at the younger boy. And maybe he had been starring, but Dean had been starring back as well. And sure Castiel was not the most up to date when it came to social etiquette, but knew but sure it meant something when the other boy smirked before he broke eye contact with Castiel.

So now Castiel was walking down, not daring to look up towards where he knew Dean was standing with his friends. Castiel was afraid he would lose his courage. When he came close, he looked up and saw the group of people had stopped talking, and standing still just looking at him, it looked like Dean was trying to hide one of his smirks again. Castiel`s heart had stopped, and he was sure he`d stopped breathing. He gave Dean the note, and quickly turned and started walking as fast as he could down the hall. He didn`t want to hear them laugh at him.

When Castiel reached the doors leading him out to safety, he heard Dean calling out

“Cas, wait up, man.”

Dean was smirking when Castiel turned around.

“Don`t you want an answer?”

Castiel just starred at Dean, not daring to speak. He didn`t want to get his hopes up to much. But he guess Dean thought he took too long to come up with an answer, because suddenly he was leaning in, giving Castiel a quick kiss, before taking Castiel hand in his and walking them both out of school.

Castiel could not stop smiling.

[tryingtowritedestiel]

It was silly, and he knew it was. Dean kept walking down the street only to turn around and start walking back to his own house again.  It was a wonder that the neighbors hadn`t said something or, god forbid, Cas had stumble upon him while he was doing this. It`s been at least an hour of this nonsense.

Dean mentally cursed himself for being such a coward, he was a Winchester and Winchesters where not cowards, no fucking way.

Dean stopped sighing and taking a deep breath and started to walk painfully slow down to Cas`s house once more. This was it, he need to do this before it was too late and somebody else caught on to what a great person Cas was.

Dean was on his bed, head in his hands as he was trying to calm down his breathing. This was stupid and he should just go back, hope that there was nobody home and that he could pick the lock and get his letter back. Cas would never laugh at him, but he really didn`t think he could take to lose Cas.

He knew it was too damn late the second he heard the doorbell ring and heard his mother greeting Cas by the door. He did not stand up when he heard the knock on the door, nor did he raise his head. He wouldn`t look at Cas while he had his heart broken by his best friend.

Cas just stood in the doorway, and after what felt like an entirety he raised his head and the smile on the blue eyed boy made Deans heart stop a beat.