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Title: Don’t Blame Me

Author: BubblegumPenguin

Artist: May-darling

Rating: Mature
Pairings: Dean/Cas (minor Charlie/Anna, minor Dean/others)
Wordcount: 25000
Warnings/Tags: college au, underage drinking, implied drug use, using religion as an excuse to be a bigot, referenced abuse (non-explicit)
Posting: 11/12/2018

Summary:

After living with his religious family for 18 years, Castiel Novak leaves home for college. There, he meets his biggest temptation ever, in the form of his ridiculously handsome and proudly bi roommate, Dean Winchester. As Castiel struggles between his attraction to Dean and his conservative upbringing, he finds himself falling hard for the charming nerd he’s been assigned to room with for the next four years. To renounce what you’ve been raised to believe since birth all in the name of love is crazy. Right?

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At 8am, a loud crash awoke Castiel from his peaceful dream. He shot upright, grabbing at the blankets for a weapon to throw at the source of the noise. Through bleary eyes, he made out Dean’s figure standing in the center of the room. He relaxed for a moment and blinked a few times before realizing that whatever the loud crash was, it had been caused by the now sheepish looking boy in the middle of the room.

“Sorry Cas. Didn’t mean to wake you,” Dean said softly, as if that would somehow rectify the fact that Castiel had been scared awake.

“I’d say it’s fine, but I’d be lying,” Castiel grumbled, turning his confused gaze into a glare. Dean chuckled lightly before bending down to pick up whatever it was that he’d dropped. Castiel looked and saw a lot of glass on the floor, as well as a handle that was now connected to nothing.

“Damn,” Dean murmured to himself.

“You were making coffee?” Castiel found himself asking. Dean nodded.

“Kinda. More like trying, and failing, to make coffee. I knew the handle was coming loose but I didn’t expect it to just fall off like that,” he said. Castiel nodded sagely, as he watched Dean grab the broken pieces and walk them over to the garbage.

“Wait, don’t put them in there,” Castiel said, pushing the covers away from himself. He stood up and walked over to the closet and pulled out an empty paper grocery bag. He opened it and gestured for Dean to placed the broken glass in there. “This way, none of the glass pierces the bag when we take it out. Don’t feel like accidentally getting cut,” he explained. Dean nodded, before dumping the glass into the bag.

“Guess this means I’m going to have to go buy some coffee,” Dean said, scowling.

“Guess so. You should pick me up some since you rudely woke me before noon,” Castiel said, giving Dean a small grin to let him know that he was just joking.

“I could. Or you could just put on some shoes and come with me since you’re already awake,” Dean suggested. Castiel frowned at the idea.

“I already said that I’m not-”

“As friends, Cas. I mean, we’re gonna be roommates for the foreseeable future. May as well get to know each other, try to be friends?” Dean suggested. Castiel thought for a moment before sighing and walking over to his shoes.

“You’re paying,” Castiel said.

“Yes dear,” Dean said, rolling his eyes.