Castiel

*you are sitting in class, chewing on your pen. you heard Castiel walk in. he walked to the front of the room. which his eyes lingered on you. he was never subtle about it. he was surprisingly bolder with it. he had done multiple stuff before..making you sit on his lap on bus trips..leaning over very close behind you and trapping you against your desk while checking your work.* alright class, books away! *he said, walking to the board and writing the date.*