High School Bingo Part 23
Title: On the Cusp of Becoming Part 23
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Dean/Cas
Rating: pg-13
Word Count: 615
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for my High School Bingo square entitled sex education
Thank you moonofblindness!
On the Cusp of Becoming Part 23
“I think I’m going to puke.”
“Sam it’s not that bad.” Dean chuckles when he plops down on the sofa next to his brother.
“Speak for yourself dude. I know the switch to day shift has been rough, but do not sit there half awake and tell me that studying for a sex ed test on sexually transmitted diseases while we’re trying to eat dinner doesn’t gross you out in the least,” Sam huffs.
“No one said you had to study that shit now,” Dean comments.
“Better now and be sick than to do it before I go to sleep and have nightmares,” Sam counters.
Dean snorts into his soup and Sam grabs the last half of grilled cheese off the plate from in between them.
“How’s Jo?” Dean asks and Sam glares at him with his best look of annoyance.
“Very funny asshole,” he grits out through clenched teeth. “Who told you?”
“Jo did.” Dean smirks before bumping his brother with his elbow. “I think she likes you.”
“Dude,” Sam exclaims. “It’s JO! We grew up together. It’s weird!”
“That’s not the impression your dick gave her,” Dean answers serenely while waving the spoon he’s using to eat his soup in Sam’s face.
Sam does what any irritated younger brother would do. He licks the spoon with as much saliva as he can work up in his mouth and laughs when Dean jumps up and howls, “EWW! Jesus Sammy you are gross as fuck!”
He goes to the kitchen to get another utensil and Sam’s still chuckling into his own bowl when Cas comes in and sits beside him. Sam doesn’t pay the other young man any attention other than to nod while he drinks his soup until Cas leans over his text book and announces dryly, “Genital herpes; I always thought it looked like cauliflower.”
Sam’s still wiping tomato soup off the television an hour later while Dean and Cas snuggle up on the sofa and his brother drifts off into a nap snoring.
“You guys both suck,” Sam mutters.
Cas grins. “Yes we do, very well in fact.”
Sam rolls his eyes.
“Cas, can I ask you something?”
“Anything.” The immediate answer is enough to make Sam grateful for all eternity that his older brother at least has good taste in men.
“How did you know you were interested in Dean?”
Cas is silent for a while before he answers quietly so they can let Dean sleep. “I don’t know. It was complicated. At first I thought he was a jerk, but then we were sort of friends. One day I realized that when I woke up in the morning I was more excited about seeing him than I was about anything else. Why?”
Sam bites his lip before asking, “Did Dean tell you about the party?”
“You got locked in a closet with your friend Jo,” Cas says with a nod. Then his eyes widen and he says, “Oh!”
“Oh what?” Sam asks nervously.
Cas grins before pushing the sex ed book back across the table to him with a bare foot. “You should take another long look at those pictures, buy yourself some condoms, and give her a call.”
Sam glares harshly before jerking the book off the table and stalking to his room.
“Good one Cas,” Dean mumbles against his boyfriend’s neck.