What Really Happened To Castiel's Story?

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Castiel's face was hurting from smiling too much. As soon as he got in the library, he saw Dean sitting in his usual place, gazing at the window, the sun shining upon his features, making him more beautiful than anything Castiel had ever seen. Castiel could not help but feel happiness buzzing in his system as he slipped into the chair. Dean's face broke into a huge smile, mirroring Castiel's.

Today was the fourth day they meet. The second time they spoke, or so Castiel tried to strike a conversation, Dean shook him off, saying that he was not in the mood to talk. Castiel was worried, of course, but he didn't want to make the other man uncomfortable by asking what's wrong, and he didn't want to push his luck anymore, just the fact that Dean
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Castiel was fortunate because the library was almost empty, only two people were sitting far away from them. And the library was not as strict as one must be, they allowed people to talk as long as it didn't disturb anyone.

Castiel began reading, and soon enough he was into the story just like the first time he had read it. He almost could not hear himself reading it out loud. When he was halfway through the first chapter, Dean abruptly interrupted him. Castiel placed the book on the table, looking at Dean, who had his chin on the back of his hands, his eyes on Castiel's chest.

"You don't like the book?" Castiel answered, Dean shook his head.

"I just have a question that has been bothering me. Why did you talk to me in the first place?" Dean asked, his voice lower than normal.

Castiel was not sure if he should be honest with his answer, it'd be embarrassing but it's better than lying anyway.

"This is going to be embarrassing." Castiel began, looking outside the window. The sun was nowhere to be seen, it looked like it's about to rain. "I've been kinda just watching you for the past month, you looked...I don't know,

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