The How Verse - How Sam Winchester Found Out That Castiel Novak Was Gay (chap 3/25)
Title: The How Verse - How Sam Winchester Found Out That Castiel Novak Was Gay (chap 3/25)
Fandom: Supernatural (AU)
Author: Joseethefirst
Rating: PG (higher rating in later chapters)
Characters/Pairings: none in this chapter! (Destiel/Sabriel later)
Warnings: homophobia implied
Word Count: 466 words
Summary: The lives of four people change in a span of a year shown through fragmented memories. It centers mostly around Castiel.
MASTERPOST
Chapter 3: Castiel is forced to admit something about himself to his new friend
Castiel groaned, slumping more against the wall of the tiny hallway. It was a perfect place, mused Castiel, perfect place to kick someone’s ass. A small, tucked away hallway, right behind the gym, right where the gym’s storage room is. Castiel sighed, trying to ignore the constant throbbing. They really did a number on him today. His eye was blackened and he could feel it swelling shut. Fantastic. Explaining this to Michael and the others will be absolutely wonderful. Thankfully, he could probably stay out of sight with how massive the estate was. He groaned again, his body was a giant bruise, everything ached, and everything hurt. He wished so much he could fight back. He bet his attackers would be surprised to know how highly trained he was in combat (“To keep you safe!” barked Michael when he was learning), but he knew. He just knew, the second he’d fight back, he would get in trouble. And he just can’t afford to ruin his perfect record. He can’t afford to lose his chance to get into a really good school.
He closed his eyes, wondering how he would be able to get home. He couldn’t really imagine getting up and moving right now. After a long stretch of silence, he heard a tiny, inquiring voice pierce through.
“Castiel? Is that you?”
Castiel lifted his head, looking to the side, surprised to see Sam standing there in his soccer uniform. “Sam?” Sam’s eyes shot open as he dropped his bag and ran up to Cas, instantly dropping down in front of Castiel “Hey man, what happened?! Are you okay? Okay, stupid question. What happened?” As this rambling was going on, Sam was helping Castiel up, who was letting the other put him back on his feet. Castiel sighed, closing his eye (since the other was swollen shut at this point). “I got my ass kicked, that’s what happened.” Sam frowned. Castiel would never admit it, but Sam’s frown was slightly amusing to see since it was rather expressive. “Why would anybody do that to you?” Castiel hesitated for a moment. Then he closed his eye, no point in keeping it a secret. “Because I’m gay.”
Castiel then kept his eye closed. He couldn’t bear to see the look of disgust on Sam’s face. He couldn’t bear to see his only friend look at him repulsed. So he was rather surprised when Sam slung an arm around Castiel’s shoulder, pulling him in a bit. Castiel blinked, looking at Sam, who was frowning “That’s a dumb reason to beat someone up.” then he smiled warmly “C’mon, let’s go get you cleaned up. We’ll go to White Castle, I remember you mentioning how much you liked that place.”
Castiel knew then and there that he found himself a great friend.
Fandom: Supernatural (AU)
Author: Joseethefirst
Rating: PG (higher rating in later chapters)
Characters/Pairings: none in this chapter! (Destiel/Sabriel later)
Warnings: homophobia implied
Word Count: 466 words
Summary: The lives of four people change in a span of a year shown through fragmented memories. It centers mostly around Castiel.
MASTERPOST
Chapter 3: Castiel is forced to admit something about himself to his new friend
Castiel groaned, slumping more against the wall of the tiny hallway. It was a perfect place, mused Castiel, perfect place to kick someone’s ass. A small, tucked away hallway, right behind the gym, right where the gym’s storage room is. Castiel sighed, trying to ignore the constant throbbing. They really did a number on him today. His eye was blackened and he could feel it swelling shut. Fantastic. Explaining this to Michael and the others will be absolutely wonderful. Thankfully, he could probably stay out of sight with how massive the estate was. He groaned again, his body was a giant bruise, everything ached, and everything hurt. He wished so much he could fight back. He bet his attackers would be surprised to know how highly trained he was in combat (“To keep you safe!” barked Michael when he was learning), but he knew. He just knew, the second he’d fight back, he would get in trouble. And he just can’t afford to ruin his perfect record. He can’t afford to lose his chance to get into a really good school.
He closed his eyes, wondering how he would be able to get home. He couldn’t really imagine getting up and moving right now. After a long stretch of silence, he heard a tiny, inquiring voice pierce through.
“Castiel? Is that you?”
Castiel lifted his head, looking to the side, surprised to see Sam standing there in his soccer uniform. “Sam?” Sam’s eyes shot open as he dropped his bag and ran up to Cas, instantly dropping down in front of Castiel “Hey man, what happened?! Are you okay? Okay, stupid question. What happened?” As this rambling was going on, Sam was helping Castiel up, who was letting the other put him back on his feet. Castiel sighed, closing his eye (since the other was swollen shut at this point). “I got my ass kicked, that’s what happened.” Sam frowned. Castiel would never admit it, but Sam’s frown was slightly amusing to see since it was rather expressive. “Why would anybody do that to you?” Castiel hesitated for a moment. Then he closed his eye, no point in keeping it a secret. “Because I’m gay.”
Castiel then kept his eye closed. He couldn’t bear to see the look of disgust on Sam’s face. He couldn’t bear to see his only friend look at him repulsed. So he was rather surprised when Sam slung an arm around Castiel’s shoulder, pulling him in a bit. Castiel blinked, looking at Sam, who was frowning “That’s a dumb reason to beat someone up.” then he smiled warmly “C’mon, let’s go get you cleaned up. We’ll go to White Castle, I remember you mentioning how much you liked that place.”
Castiel knew then and there that he found himself a great friend.