Young Volcanoes series
Part Two: In Over My Head (3/4)
Word Count: currently ~42k
Pairings: slow burn Dean/Castiel (very slow burn; expect the tension to build up over this part and the next); Lisa Braeden/Dean Winchester; background Bobby/Ellen, Sam/Sarah; Bela/Castiel of a sort
High School/Teen AU; Artist!Dean, Rich!Cas
Warnings: referenced character death (not dean/cas); underage drinking; underage sexuality; classism; heteronormativity; some violence; underage sex; self-loathing; sex dreams/wet dreams (see tags for details)
After a sudden tragedy, Castiel Milton and Dean Winchester reflect back on their youth in the beachside town of Sileas, Oregon, and all the lessons they learned on the path that led them to each other.
Summer 2006: Dean Winchester has all but given up. Yes, he’s finally dating the girl of his dreams, but nothing else seems to go right. His grades are slipping, his job keeps him away from his friends, and the deal he’s got going with Alastair is only getting harder to fulfill. At least Dean’s best friend from last summer, Castiel Milton, is back in town… but so are all the confusing feelings that come with him.
"Dean, stop it." Cas shakes Dean’s shoulder, then shifts onto his knees, putting his other hand on Dean’s other shoulder and pulling him closer. "Dean, that girl is just fine, and none of this is your fault."
"But it is, isn’t it?" Dean chokes out, embarrassed by the tremble in his voice. "I agreed to do this, didn’t I? To hurt people? And Cas, sometimes I like it. That’s fucking sick, right?” Dean laughs softly, shaking his head. Cas’s eyes are taking over his vision, soft and blue and comforting, and Dean closes his own eyes to get away from it. “Cas, I’m fucked up.”
"Dammit, Cas, I appreciate the support," Dean laughs again, smiling crookedly. "But I don’t really deserve it."
"Dean, shut the fuck up." And Cas pulls Dean in, wrapping his arms around Dean’s shoulders and hugging him tight. Dean squeezes his eyes shut and breathes Cas in, and Cas smells so normal. Soap and laundry detergent and just a hint of peppermint. Dean hugs him back, clinging to his t-shirt, and lets that smell calm him.
"You were trying to protect your brother," Cas murmurs, shifting his hands, flattening his palms against Dean’s back. "And your friends. You are noble and loyal and good, and someone took advantage of that, tried to twist it into something bad."
[artwork by adorabucky; used with permission]
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