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"Stop it.”
Cas looked down as he closed his locker trying his best to ignore the cute boy grinning at him. The bell sounded and he sighed. He was still getting a pass because he was the new kid learning his way around. If Dean would actually point out the way instead of distracting him he would actually get to his classes on time.
“I don’t want to be your friend, okay?”
Dean’s smile didn’t falter for a second. “Who said I want to be friends?”
Cas started walking away, wincing when he heard footsteps at his heels. “What do you want? You’ve been showing up at my locker for three days straight and making me late. And all you do is get me in trouble during classes we have together.”
“Oh come on. Chemistry was fun..”
Cas stopped and turned to look at him, his blue eyes cold and angry.
“I didn’t enjoy using the emergency shower, assbutt!” he nearly yelled.
Dean doubled over laughing. "H-how was I supposed to know the chemicals would react that way?!" he asked through tears.
Cas turned back frustrated as he made his way to Algebra. Thankfully, Dean wasn’t in that class.
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"Stop it."
Dean gave a questioning glance to his brother, not sure how to take the order. "Stop what?" he asked with his mouth half full of whatever mystery meat he was chewing.
Sam rolled his eyes knowing his brother all to well. He was up to something. Dean wasn't the kind to reach out and show the new kids around. He only went to Home Ec regularly and that was for the food. If it wasn't that, woodshop or gym, who knew where in hell he was from eight o'clock to three o'clock. And here it was, lunch time, and Dean had his Chemistry book, ready to go to class after the bell.
"I assume you're bullying the new kid. You know it wasn't long ago we were new here and I know how that feels."
Dean's expression hardened some just thinking about his little brother being pushed around but it vanished quickly when he thought about Cas. "I'm not bullying the guy. He's just.. fun to mess with. He's got that whole nerdy thing going for him. You should hear some of the shit he says. I bet he's already read all the books we're doing in English class this year. The kid always has books."
Sam stopped chewing his sandwich and looked at his brother strangely some before smiling.
"Oh my god," he stifled a laugh, still looking at Dean. "You like him." He couldn't hide the smile as he teased his brother.
Dean made a bitch face at Sam. "No. Just... no, Sammy," he answered over the ringing bell. Dean stood up and left his brother without another word headed to Chemistry. Thankfully, Cas was in his class.
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"Stop it."
"Stop what?" Lucifer's voice answered innocently. Cas sat at his desk, his eyes looking down at his book trying his best to ignore the boy hovering over him. If he thought Dean was being mean to him before, he now realized he was wrong. The older boy sat down in the chair in front of him and slammed his book closed, almost getting his fingers. Cas flinched, but finally looked up at him. "C'mon, Cassie. I'm bored," he whined.
Cas frowned deeply and stared at him.
Just as Lucifer opened his mouth to speak, Dean's books dropped onto the table, causing the boy the jump as he quickly turned. "You're in my spot, Luci," he said simply and watched him. "Lucifer rolled his eyes and stood up, pushing Dean roughly as he passed him.
"Thanks," Cas mumbled as Dean took his seat.
"What are friends for?" Dean said back softly looking forward. He didn't see the small smile that spread on Cas' lips.