Boyfriend? What boyfriend?
Cas knew he was in deep with Dean once he was sixteen.
He knew it sounded stupid said out loud.
“I am a sixteen year old boy who has never been in a committed relationship and I'm in love with my best friends too old for me straight brother and I have been since I was a little kid, even though he’s practically my brother.”
It sounded straight up weird.
Cas knew he was gay, he’d known that for a long time.
He’d confused romantic feelings with friendship feelings with Meg Masters, which Meg soon realised and called things off, setting him up with Balthazar from the grade above them.
But that relationship was purely physical, they were close, but more like friends.
Their deal was that technically they were an ‘item’ but Balthazar didn’t do monogamy so as long as there was no sex involved, they could see other people.
Balthazar saw lots of other people whilst Cas saw a couple here and there.
Nothing was ever overly romantic between them.
Cas was in way too deep with Dean to have any romantic feelings towards Balthazar.
But Cas had also accepted that nothing would happen with Dean, Dean was twenty and in college, always talking about the hot chicks he hooked up with at parties. He never mentioned any guys.
Cas only slept well at the weekends, when he’d be sleeping beside Balthazar so he never needed to call Dean.
During the week, Cas avoided sleeping at all costs. He’d usually last until Wednesday and end up calling Dean around 1am from nightmares early on Thursday morning.
Dean would convince Cas to go to sleep on Thursday night and he’d always wake up and call Dean from the nightmare.
Dean wondered why Cas never called him at the weekend.
He figured he must be sharing the bed, but Sam and Cas would never fit in the same bed. Sam was growing like a string bean and both of them moved around in bed too much to share with one another.
Dean called Sam one Saturday night.
“Dean, its 1am what the hell do you want?”
“Is Cas with you?”
“No, but surprisingly he has his own damn phone.” Sam growled.
“I know he does. Where is he?”
“I don’t know, probably with Balthazar.” Sam yawned.
“Who’s Balthazar?”
“His boyfriend, did he not tell you?”
“No. He didn’t. What’s Balthazar’s last name?”
“You’re not going to go all older brother and stalk him are you?”
“Of course I am.”
Sam sighed. “He’s called Balthazar Samneedshissleep. Goodnight Jerk.” Sam hung up with a huff and went straight back to sleep.
“Such a little bitch.” Dean groaned and opened Facebook on his laptop.
How many people called Balthazar could there be.
It took all of two minutes to find the kid.
Balthazar Vinos
In a relationship with Castiel Novak
Two mutual friends, Sam Winchester and Castiel Novak.
Dean smiled smugly, all of Cas’ family were his friend on Facebook and apparently none of them were Balthazar’s.
His profile picture was a photo of him, Cas and a girl all grinning at the camera, each with a novelty huge glass of wine.
Dean scrolled through Balthazar’s wall.
The last status was a picture of Pizza and Netflix on the TV- Lazy day with Castiel Novak
Each status had at least 30 likes; the douche kid probably deleted each status that didn’t. Dean thought and smirked.
It showed that over 140 people had posted a happy birthday message on Balthazar’s wall.
Showing he was seventeen.
Dean skipped to Cas’ message to him.
Happy Birthday, Balth.
I never hear the end of it that I'm the baby in this relationship but today I'm not allowed to whine about it. Hope your day is amazing. Oh and I hope you’ll forgive me for these – Love Cas xoxo
Attached were three embarrassingly awful photos of Balthazar which somehow he still looked okay in.
Balthazar had commented.
Thanks Baby, I'm getting you back for this. Whenever your birthday is, probably in five years?
Shut up, I hate you Cas had replied.
Dean pretended to throw up in his mouth even though nobody was there to laugh.
He scrolled until he found Balthazar’s snapchat and immediately added him.
He got a text a minute later from Cas,
Why are you adding Balth on snapchat? -Cas
He’s your boyfriend- Dean
Yes- Cas
As yours and Sammy’s protector I'm obliged to stalk his every move.- Dean
That’s quite a title you have for yourself- Cas
If the shoe fits- Dean
Shut up- Cas
Dean grinned, knowing that meant he’d made Cas laugh meaning that he’d won.
Balthazar accepted his request after Cas sent his last text and Dean checked out his story.
His story was full of selfies, then the picture of Lazy Day from Facebook, then some more selfies which included Cas, another picture of Cas’ cat, then one of Cas and the cat asleep on the couch, Dean couldn’t help but screenshot that one he’d use it for teasing rights.
Dean periodically checked Balthazar’s snapchat throughout the night, nothing really happened until three am when there was a photo of Cas tucked up into bed, obviously shirtless and with the messiest hair Dean had ever seen with the caption ‘Sleeping already, Cassie?’
That made his blood boil.
This douche thought it was okay to take pictures without Cas knowing about it?!
Sure Dean had done the exact same but it was different because Cas laughed at them in the morning, did Cas laugh at the pictures Balthazar took? Probably not because he was practically naked in them.
Dean glared at Balthazar’s name on his phone.
“Girl trouble?” Benny walked into the living room, looking like walking crap.
“Cas trouble. He’s got a boyfriend.”
“Good for him.”
“No, this guy is not good for him.” Dean growled.
“Why?”
“He just isn’t. I want to go and punch him in the throat. Cas shouldn’t be with him.”
“Dean, are you jealous?” Benny smirked.
“No, I'm annoyed that Cas is way too naive to see how much of a douche this guy is.”
“Sure, brother. How old is Cas now? 18?” Benny waggled his eyebrows.
“He’s 16.”
“Dude.”
“What?”
“You cannot be jealous over a 16 year old kid.”
“I'm not.”
“Be careful, brother.” Benny shook his head and left the room.
Dean rolled his eyes at his roommate.
He thought back to when Sam told him he was dating Ruby.
Dean reacted like any older brother.
He gave Sammy a high-five and did some stalking and told Sam what he thought and that was, she seems nice but be careful she seems shady too.
Dean stopped, that was completely different to how he reacted to Cas’ boyfriend.
But that didn’t mean anything right?
Sam could take care of himself; Cas was more naive and couldn’t see people the way Dean could.
It didn’t mean a damn thing, he certainly wasn’t jealous over Cas.
But when he was in bed all he thought was how empty it was and how Cas wasn’t having this trouble, Cas had Balthazar to be beside all night.
Fuck.