A/N: LAST CHAPTER :)

Dean's POV

'Today is the day' That was all I could think about as I drove to school with Sam. "Do you think he likes me too?" I asked my brother for the tenth time after I had told him yesterday that I wanted to confess my feelings. "Of course." Sam replied for the tenth time too.

To say I was a fidgeting mess in classes was an understatement.

"Everything is going to be alright" Charlie had told me before we had to part for our first lesson. Should I buy him flowers?- I thought. Yeah. I made a plan to that while lunch break.

I even dressed pretty nice today. My trousers didn't have any holes and I wore my red shirt. That didn't help to calm my nerves at all. Lunch break came and I excused myself so my friends didn't wonder where I was.

I drove to the nearest flower shop and decided a single red rose would do.

"Who's the special girl?" The florist asked me.

"Boy." I corrected her.

"Oh sorry, then who's the special boy?" She asked, not bothered by the fact that I was gay.

It was nice to know some people didn't freak out.

"He's, he's amazing. Beautiful blue eyes and great looks, but that's not it. I can talk so easily with him and-" Realizing that I was rambling ,I apologized with a chuckle. "Sorry, I'm pretty nervous."

She smiled. "It's fine. He does sound pretty charming. You seem like a nice guy too, I think it will work out."

I nodded and paid a little more than the real prize and told her to keep the rest. As I opened the door I heard her yell:"Go and get him tiger!"

I carefully placed the rose in my locker so I didn't need to worry that Cas might see it.

The last parts were the afternoon classes and by every minute it got harder to sit still. Finally after what felt like ages the bell rang and I stormed out like the wind.

I took the rose from my locker, not bothering to close it afterwards probably and rushed to Castiel's classroom. I hoped he was still there. I rounded the next corner and stopped dead in my tracks.

Before me stood Castiel, his back towards me, but he wasn't alone. In front of him stood Balthazar, his hands on Castiel's waist.

"You know you want it too." I heard him say to Castiel.

I couldn't understand what Castiel said but I could clearly see that he wasn't pushing him away. Balthazar looked up and as he saw me he winked. That fucker actually winked at me.

Balthazar cupped Castile's face with one hand and started to lean forward. I didn't want to see the rest. I dropped the now useless rose and started to run.

Castiel's POV

I desperately wanted to get out of classes. As the bell finally rang I stuffed my things into my bag and headed out. Before I could get much further two strong hands grabbed me and turned me around.

I yelped.

"Hello Cassie." Balthazar slurred. I tried to push him away at first but his grip was too strong on my waist.

"Don't call me that." I snarled.

"So feisty, did Deanie teach you that?"

"Don't you dare speak badly of him."

Balthazar let out a dry chuckle. "I forgot, you're in love with that idiot."

"He's not an idiot, you are."

"Don't speak to me like that." His fingers dug deeper into my waist and I bit my lip so I didn't wince at the pain it caused.

He leaned uncomfortably close. "I am a much better choice." I didn't dare to move. "You know you want it too."

"Get the fuck off me and never touch me again." I growled so only he was able to hear me.

Balthazar looked up and winked at something or more like someone. I wanted to turn around but before I could he cupped my face with his hands and started to lean in.

Oh hell no.

I didn't think about it twice. Before our lips could touch I punched him.

Balthazar screamed and immediately let me go. "You fucking bastard! You fucker broke my nose!" He tried to grab me once again but I was faster.

I turned around and ran, luckily Balthazar didn't follow. On my way I saw a red rose lying on the floor. I looked up and saw a familiar head with dirty blond hair disappearing behind the next corner.

Shit. Shit. SHIT!

I picked up the flower and ran as if my life depended on it. As I caught sight of Dean I tried to yell his name but no sound came out, instead I just ran faster. The corridors were nearly empty, luckily.

Finally I caught up with Dean and put my hand on his shoulder. "Dean," I panted, "let me explain."

He pushed my hand away. "Don't touch me." I said something similar to Balthazar, a person I completely hated.

"Dean." My voice broke as tears started to form in my eyes.

"I don't want to speak to you right now, or ever." His voice was so cold.

He started to walk away but turned around again after a few steps. "Or you know what? Since I was going to do it today why not now?"

I didn't understand, what was he talking about?

"I was going to fucking confess my feelings to you!" His voice grew louder. "But it seems like I wasn't fast enough! I see you found my rose, why not give it to your new boyfriend?"

He could have punched me and it would have hurt less. I fell down on my knees and started to sob. "It's not what it looked like." I tried.

"Yeah, of course. 'I know you want it too' wasn't what it looked like?"

He heard that? But he didn't see that I punched him?

"Dean! Please!" I grew desperate. "He- he wanted to kiss me-"

"I fucking saw that." Dean snarled.

"Let me speak! Before he could, I punched him."

Finally I got Dean to look at me. "I punched him because he talked shit about you and to be honest I'm in love with someone else."

"Oh, then take the rose and give it to him." Dean wanted to walk away again but this time I wouldn't let him. I stood up and grabbed his shoulder once again.

"What is it now?" He asked clearly exhausted with this conversation.

"Would you," I held the rose up to him, "accept my rose then?"

Dean blinked at me, not able to say something.

"Do I really have to make it more obvious?" And I thought I was the oblivious one." I chuckled.

"Huh?" came Dean's intelligent response.

I sighed and leaned up, I waited for Dean to push me away but he never did.

With a smile I closed the small distance.

It wasn't like I imagined it. It was better.

I felt Dean's hands grabbing my waist with such gentleness as if I could break under his touch.

I smiled and put my own hands around his neck.

The need for air eventually got too strong and we broke apart, our foreheads touching.

Dean panted and his cheeks were flushed but there was a smile on his face. "So I guess," He pulled me a little closer, "I'm that special someone?"

I smiled up at him. "If you want to be, that is."

Instead of replying he just kissed me again.

"I take that as a yes."

A/N: So, that was it. I've never kissed someone before so I apologize deeply if it doesn't make any sense...

I hope you all liked my story and thanks to everyone who read/reads it.