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The footsteps outside his door were deafening, with each step his thoughts got worse, hoping no one would open that door… he was wrong.
As the door slowly creaked open his heart beat faster, the light flooding in inch by inch. The horrible view of soft blue moonlight clashing with the heavy yellow of the hallway lights. He squinted and shielded his face, trying to sink back down into the warmth of the bed where it was safe. He could hear his heart beating in his ears now hoping desperately that the intruder couldn't. He looked at his clock on the bedside table… 1:05am.
Suddenly the whole room was lit as he hid under his covers with his knees to his chest, the beating in his ears was so loud now… too loud, mixing with the beeps and whooshes of air, sounds he hadn't noticed before.
As he slowly peeked out from the top of the blanket everything come flooding back, eyes widening in realisation, Hospital. Cancer. Possible death. Treatment. And a good memory, Winchester.
A mess of dirty blond hair appeared around the door, along with a green hoodie, gorgeous bow legs, a cute smile and soft green eyes. Man those eyes, they were perfect, not just the colour which aren’t just plain old green no they are all different shades of green, but also his long dark lashes and how they curl just slightly. He could see all these things and more just from his bed, he couldn’t begin to imagine them up close. They say the eyes are the windows to your soul right, well you get the rest.
Once inside the boy held the door for an older looking man in a white doctor’s coat. The doctor closed the door just enough so the room was lit but not enough to wake the sleeping patient… if he was sleeping that is.
The boy presumably the doctor’s son would usually go unnoticed to any normal patient, or at least wouldn't have the full attention of said patient. But not to Castiel, he was already worked up from before, so he noticed everything especially when a cute boy entered his room at one in the morning.
The doctor made his way to the machines on his right, checking everything was in order and working properly with the right doses, clicking buttons as he went. The young boy, about Castiel’s age stood quietly next to Castiel’s bed watching his father work on the machines. Cas was mesmerized by how quiet the boy was trying to be as though not to wake him…he liked that. When the boy shifted Castiel looked up to see what was wrong, when he caught his eye.
A quiet cough echoed through the tiny room as he shifted away from his father and the bed, “sorry I didn’t mean to wake you.” He said so softly Cas could hardly hear it.
“I wasn’t sleeping anyway” his dry voice barely leaving his lips
“oh, well you should try, its late and you need to rest.” came the small reply ‘it seems speaking in so much as a whisper is now a thing’ thought Castiel. “Besides you’re out tomorrow afternoon right? You need to get some sleep before your big coming home party” smiled the boy.
Castiel turned away ashamed, he knew he wasn’t going to have a coming home party, only yelled at and told how much of a waste of money he was to his family. Besides he’d just go straight to school for the English tutorials anyway, he’d spent too much time away from school and needed to catch up.
The boy shifted on his feet noticing the change on Castiel’s face and waited until his father turned to add some more liquid into his IV drip, then stepped closer. “Well, I’ll make sure we throw one at school when you come back…”
Castiel’s eyes widened in surprise. This kid went to his school? Who was he? And how did he even know Castiel went to the same school… he always sat alone at breaks and at the front of every class to avoid suspicion. To add to that he barely had any friends at all let alone at school, so he couldn’t know him through others. Castiel looked up trying to see if he could recognize him but it was hard to make out what this boy actually looked like in the dimly lit room, so not knowing who he was, was going to make sleeping a lot harder than originally planned.
“Everything looks normal-“ the boy practically jumped back at the sound of his father’s loud voice, shrinking back behind his father and avoiding all eye contact. The doctor tuned to face Castiel and continued, “So you should be fine to leave tomorrow.” He smiled and started for the door, the boy looked up at Castiel one last time before following his father out of the room.
“Fuck.” Cas sighed as the door clicked shut, bringing the dark back to settle for the night with the exception of the dusty blue moonlight. He shut his eyes tight before resting his head back against his pillow and slowly drifted into a restless sleep.