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The school held an impromptu, whole school assembly later that afternoon. The principal spoke to the students about how, although shocking and exciting, Dean Winchester and Mr. Novak did not give consent for their interaction to be filmed or photographed.
“Mr. Winchester has said that the ‘selfies’ he took with you all can be posted online if you so wish, and you may say that he has visited this high school, but you may not post any videos announcing the relationship between himself and Mr. Novak,” Hannah told them, silencing the disappointed grumble by raising her hand, “It is against their constitutional right to privacy for you to post those videos. However, Mr. Winchester has also said that the videos may be posted once his next video has been uploaded. Please allow Mr. Novak and Mr. Winchester the privilege of announcing their marriage in their own way.”
Castiel got home that evening, thoroughly exhausted from all of his students’ questions that he had been answering all afternoon. From how they met, to when they got married, to one brave senior who was dared to asked who bottoms. Cas didn’t answer that one.
Dean and Castiel had decided that Dean would make a video introducing his husband to the world. During the day, Dean had called up some of his friends; Connor, Tyler, Hannah, Ingrid, Zoe and Tanya, to tell them what their plan was. Due to the nature of YouTube, Dean was painfully aware of the fact that Castiel could receive a negative reaction in the comments, and on social media, so all of his friends had offered to make videos of their own, explaining how much they supported Dean and Castiel’s relationship.
“Do you want to film this evening?” Dean asked when Castiel flopped down next to him on the couch after changing into more comfortable clothes.
“I guess,” Cas shrugged, “But can we just sit for a few minutes? I’m pretty tired.”
“Of course. We could always film tomorrow?”
“I’d rather do it today,” Castiel told him, “I’m sort of used to telling people today. I might be shy again tomorrow.”
Dean smiled and turned to face him, kissing him slowly and softly, “I love you.”
Castiel smiled, “I love you, too.”
Castiel helped to focus the camera in the filming room, and pressed record when Dean was ready.
“Okay,” Dean smiled at the camera, “Here goes nothing. Guys… I’ve got something to tell you.”
Dean bit his lip self-consciously, but Castiel smiled reassuringly and he got the courage to continue.
“I don’t know why this is so hard for me to say, because I’m not embarrassed or shy about it in real life, but I’ve been keeping this part of my life a secret for… well… for the whole time I’ve been on YouTube. But today… today we’ve decided not to keep it a secret anymore. So, uh,” Dean cleared his throat, and as he spoke he couldn’t keep the smile off of his face, “I’m married! I’m married and my husband is the love of my life, and he makes me so happy, and I really want you guys to love him as much as I do,” Dean looked above the camera to look at Cas, “Come here, let them see you.”
Cas swallowed thickly, walking around the table to sit next to Dean on the filming couch. Dean rested a comforting hand on his knee and kissed him on the cheek.
“Are you okay?” he asked quietly.
Castiel nodded and Dean looked back to the camera.
“This is Castiel,” Dean told them, and Cas smiled, shyly, “He’s my best friend, and my husband, and that’s the best combination I can think of.”
Castiel grinned fully that time, and finally spoke in front of the camera, “I’d like to apologise to all of the Franchester and Deanler fans out there. I’m afraid that Dean’s been off the market for the whole time that he’s known the two of them.”
Dean laughed, “That’s true. Cas and I met at high school, and we’ve been together since we were juniors.”
“Dean was my first boyfriend,” Cas told the camera, relaying the story he had told his students earlier, “My first relationship at all, actually.”
Dean nodded, “Same for Cas. He kind of ruined me for anyone else, the perfect little bastard.”
Castiel grinned, unable to stop himself when he leaned in for a small kiss.
Dean smiled against his husband’s lips, and Cas’ eyes grew wide.
“You’ll edit that out, right?” Castiel whispered.
“Nope,” Dean grinned, looking back to the camera, “See, he just can’t get enough of me. He practically begged me to marry him.”
Castiel rolled his eyes, “Yeah, sure. Because it’s not like you asked me or anything. You see guys, Dean’s secretly a big old romantic. I was a sophomore in college, and Dean and I had moved into our first flat together. We made sure to have a date night every week, and one week Dean took me back to our old high school to watch a football game. And he had the freaking cheerleaders spell it out,” Castiel’s eyes lit up, “Oh my God, and he’s never told any of you this, but he used to be on the cheer squad, so he choreographed the whole thing.”
“I was the cheer captain,” Dean corrected, “And there’s nothing wrong with that. You used to play football, I was the cheer captain, it’s a natural attraction.”
Cas rolled his eyes again, “Yeah okay. Anyway so yeah Dean proposed at a football game, and we got married just after I graduated.”
“Which was just over five years ago,” Dean told the camera, “So about six months after I started this channel.”
“The reason I haven’t been introduced to you before now is that I’m actually quite shy,” Cas explained, “And I was worried what you would think, and worried that you’d pry into our relationship too much. But Dean let the cat out of the bag when he came to the high school I teach at this morning and kissed me in front of all of the students.”
Castiel shot a playful glare at Dean, and Dean laughed.
“Yeah, I did. And all of the students were so supportive of the two of us, that we figured it was time to tell you,” Dean explained, “Now, if you’re, for some crazy reason, disappointed that I’m so happily married and in love, then please refrain from leaving rude comments. They’ll just be deleted anyway.”
Cas smiled at him, and Dean got ready to finish the video.
“So, all I’ve got left to say is, I love Castiel,” Dean said.
“And I love Dean,” Castiel added.
“And we both love you,” they finished, and Dean grinned, pulling Cas into a hug and a soft kiss.
And the screen faded to black.