8 years old
Castiel Novak sat on the bench in the school’s playground. His eyes were glued to a boy standing near the school entrance and looking absolutely lost. Dean Winchester was a new kid and Cas wanted to help him, but he wasn’t sure how. Still, he understood how Dean had to be feeling, so he took a deep breath and made his way over to the other boy.
Dean looked at him questioningly. “Hi?”
“I have a proposal you won’t be able to refuse,” Cas said in a rushed breath. It was a phrase he had heard his mother say on the phone when he had visited her in her office. He was sure it was appropriate for this situation too.
“What?” Dean croaked as his eyebrows shot up.
“Be my friend.”
After one slow blink, Dean frowned. “I thought proposal meant you’re asking someone to marry you.”
“Oh, well it can mean that, but it also means you’re offering something.”
“Huh, I didn’t know that. You’re really smart.”
Cas blushed and looked at his shoes. “I’m not; my mother explained it to me when I asked her about it.”
“I ask my mom a lot of things, but I forget most of it. So you are smart.”
“Thank you, but I think you’re smart too. Your brain is probably just too small, so you can’t remember everything. It will grow, don’t worry,” Cas explained seriously.
Dean nodded thoughtfully, “Thanks… Cas is your name, right?”
“It’s actually Castiel, but only the teachers call me that. You can call me Cas.”
“Great. Look, two swings are free. Let’s go.” Dean grabbed Cas’ hand and pulled him towards the swings.
“Wait, does this mean you’ll be my friend?”
A huge grin broke out on Dean’s face. “Of course I will. It’s an offer, uh, a proposal I can’t refuse.”
10 years old
Cas laughed as Dean made another silly face and, in return, made Dean laugh too. Cas had spent the whole day at Dean’s house because his mother had an important meeting and his babysitter had cancelled, but Cas still wasn’t bored or fed up. They had watched TV, read comic books and played with Dean’s younger brother Sam.
At the moment, they were in Dean’s room where they had tried to play two-player charades, but had soon given up because they couldn’t keep a straight face for long enough.
“I have a proposal you won’t be able to refuse,” Dean answered with a toothy grin.
“What is it?” Cas asked as his lips lifted up in a small smile of his own.
Cas thought about it. He had never slept over in the two years they had been friends, but there was no reason he shouldn’t. And he definitely didn’t want the fun to stop. “I have to ask my mother, though.”
“Yes!” Dean pumped his fist in the air. “She’ll say yes for sure. C’mon, let’s call her, my mom will definitely persuade her.”
Dean dragged him to the kitchen, where his mother Mary was washing dishes.
“Hey, Mom, can Cas stay the night?” Dean jumped excitedly around her.
“Sure, if Naomi agrees.”
“Could you please call her and ask?” Cas questioned, more calmly than Dean, but his excitement was still evident.
A few minutes and one phone call later, Naomi had agreed for Cas to stay overnight and she promised to bring his pajamas and toothbrush. Both of the boys were thrilled that they were allowed to spend more time with each other.
After several hours, both boys were bundled up in Dean’s bed, exhausted but content.
“I’m so glad you’re my best friend,” Dean whispered.
Cas smiled. “I’m glad too, Dean.”
“We’re going to have sleepovers when we’re old too, right?”
“Of course,” Cas said and took hold of Dean’s hand.
“Can’t wait.” Dean squeezed back.