Deancas, high school!au, approximately 900 words. Bonus points if you catch all the references! which probably 90% of you will lbr anyway, enjoy!
Ugh. Why am I even here? Dean thought as he
looked around the room for what felt like the hundredth time since they got
here. Homecoming was stupid. And whoever had decided that “Under the
Sea” was a good theme for homecoming was even stupider. There were bubbles
everywhere. And why did everything have to be blue? Ugh. And then his eyes fell on Cas. Right. That’s why I’m here, his brain provided unhelpfully.
Dean had decided
early on that he was skipping homecoming this year. He didn’t have a date, and
he hadn’t been interested in getting one. He and Cas could just hang out at his
house and watch movies. That would be way more fun anyway. He’d been on the
verge of telling Cas about his plan when he had come up to him the Monday
before the dance, but Cas had beat him to the punch:
had asked, somewhat shyly. “Would you like to go to the dance with me on Friday?”
Dean had been so shocked that he’d stared at his friend, completely speechless
for what felt like half an hour – although it was probably closer to ten
seconds. But just as Dean had snapped out of his trance, and was about to tell
Cas that hell yes he wanted to go to
the dance with him, the other boy had quickly added “As friends of
course.” and he’d started to babble about how it was their last year, and
he really wanted to go, but he didn’t have a date and -
Cas,” Dean had cut him off, ignoring the sinking feeling in his stomach
and smiling instead. “If it makes you happy.”
And Cas had smiled
and Dean knew in that instant that it had been the good call to make.
And now it was Friday
and Dean had picked Cas up earlier tonight – he’d nearly fallen off the Novaks’
front porch when Cas opened the door because
woah, but that was besides the point - and here they were. Sitting at a
table in the corner of the gym farthest to the dance floor, staring at the
people around them, Dean resolutely avoiding Cas’ gaze. At least the music is decent, he thought. Their friend Charlie had
been appointed as the DJ for the night, which meant that it wasn’t ballad after
ballad like last year. Actually, he was pretty sure there hadn’t been a slow
whispered, effectively breaking Dean out of his reverie. “Do you want to
dance?” He asked, as though he’d read Dean’s mind.
“Yeah, okay,” Dean
shrugged, standing up and fixing his tie. Why
did I even wear a tie? I don’t do ties.
The music slowed as
the pair reached the dance floor. Seriously,
Dean how much of a cliché can your life be? he thought. And then he
recognized the song. He looked up at Charlie on the stage, daggers in his eyes, just as she began to speak. “This is for all you film nerds out there,”she said, winking at Dean. I’m going to murder her. And I’m never telling her anything ever again. Dean
ground his teeth together.
“Hey, Cas, you find a
partner, I’m gonna sit this one out.” He said, pointing to their table.
“Wait.” Dean felt
Cas’ grip on his wrist as he turned away. He looked over his shoulder, only to
see his best friends’ eyes filled with the most determined – and hopeful? –
look he’d ever seen. “On Monday, you said you’d come to the dance if it made me
happy. You dancing with me would make me even happier…”
“Yeah, Cas and I
will, I promise, but… this song? Really?”
“This song.” Cas
Dean gulped, feeling his
heart speed up even more. Is it possible?
Does he…? “Aright,” Dean finally answered, his hands shaking as he placed
them on Cas’ waist. “Alright.”
Cas rested his hands
against Dean’s shoulders and the two boys swayed together to the soft rhythm
for a moment, hardly touching. Eventually they both relaxed, melting into each
other, Cas resting his head against Dean’s shoulder, pressing a smile to the
other boy’s neck.
“Dean?” Cas whispered
just as Dean was pressing his cheek into his hair.
“Can I kiss you now?”
“You know, Cas, I
think I’d be okay with that,” Dean replied, smiling, as Cas lifted his head
from his shoulder.
Their lips meet for
the first time as the last lines of the song fade out, and maybe, just maybe,
homecoming isn’t so bad after all.
angel, Earth angel, please be mine.
My darling dear, love you for all time.
I’m just a fool, a fool in love with
Five years later, if the song
plays during the first dance at their wedding reception, well that’s just
because Cas is a mushy romantic.
(Who am I kidding though, Dean
chose the song because he’s a sap and they’re both smiling so wide that they
can barely kiss and holding each other so tight that they can barely move so
really it’s mostly just them staring at each other and being utterly happy in
the middle of the dance floor and it’s perfect.)