When Castiel became human, he thought it was easy, as danger was always there. You always had to fight and always had to be strong through out. But the only thing he didn't expect was to be judged if he messed up or if he looked odd.
He never expected it from people he didn't know. Only people he knew like the Winchesters and a few of his past brothers and sister, so when it happened from someone else, he was indeed shocked as this was over how he looked and acted.
It happened whilst he was out walking. It was strange as he was only walking for exercise, not judgement. He didn't know what he'd done to have it happen. But it happened as a young male in a group came up to him saying immediately in a harsh tone. "You faggot, where's ya boyfriend?"
He stopped and answered calmly "At home, where else would he be?"
Instantly the male laughed and turned to his friends, jeering him, before turning back to say "Way I knew you were gay. I saw ya yesterday in that ugly trench coat, walking like now"
Hearing the insult, Castiel shrugged it off like an insect sting as he answered with "Okay." Before walking off and only to find them to following him.
As he walked away, the male in the group spoke "You leaving us already, aw come on. Have some fun. Stay. Talk. We know your busy being an idiot and, what we can say, an ugly freak.!!"
Hearing this, he felt pained, but kept strong as he thought he would able to get away, but he wasn't as the group got annoyed and began to try and trip him up, making him to get angry. Very angry, so angry that he wished he was an angel again, so he could smite them.
But he wasn't, and eventually the male tripped him and began to kick him as the group coke canned him, squeezed him in. Causing Castiel to panic but eventually get up as he wasn't going down without a fight.
The male went down, as Castiel hit him hard in the face.
The male kicked him hard in the stomach, causing Castiel to wobble, but stay up as he hit the teen hard in the stomach and face. Only to be paid with the male being angry and calling his friends to hold him.
Instantly in being caught, Castiel struggled, his arms were being held and he couldn't move much, he could only glare as the male smirked and began to punch Castiel stomach and ribs, causing Castiel, to grunt and attempt to kick.
In seeing Castiel try, the male laughed as he said with each punch.
"Faggot, try all you want. You're just tiring yourself out. You absolute waste of a human. You're weak. You're fat. You're disgusting to even look at. You're a fat disgusting human being. No wonder your boyfriend looks at others rather than you. He's pitying you. Disgusting idiot. He must even be deluded as you're just an ugly disgusting faggot. Just a middle aged faggot."
After all was said, Castiel passed out, as he been punching so much, leaving him breathless, causing him to faint and not awake through the rest of the kicks, punches and hits.
Eventually when Castiel re awoke, he was scared as it was dark out and he was just laid on the curb bleeding out, like no-one cared. He was just freaked out from how when he began his day, it was only morning, now it was night.
It freaked him, but he shook himself out of the fear as he got up painfully and walked home, knowing he was going to be with Dean, be safe as at the moment he felt terrified.
Hours passed, when eventually Castiel reached his home. When he got there, he was relieved and happy as the lights were on, showing him when he got in there Dean would be up. He would help.
He knew they'd question him, knew they'd panic and threaten but Castiel couldn't be bothered to fight any more, he already lost and he felt like a bag of crap because each word they said hurt him and he just couldn't wait to be somewhere where the words wouldn't matter, where he'd feel loved.
Eventually, when he got indoors, Castiel let go of being strong as he just collapsed to the ground and waited for help. Everything hurt too much, and he couldn't take it any more, he would be able to get up but emotion was stopping him. Tears were falling, cuts were bleeding as he was breaking up inside.
In time of course one of the Winchester's heard as they knew Castiel was back but they didn't understand why he didn't come in, asking for food or even to keep them company. It was strange but understandable as when the Sam saw all he could do was sigh as he called "Dean, come here"
When Dean was called, he was in the middle of watching Dr sexy as he loved that program but he came anyway. He knew the tone, it was worry so he said "All right" and got up. When he'd walked over, he was worried as Castiel was beaten and crying against the door on the floor.
So instantly he groaned as he said before bending to his side "You could of helped". Sam shrugged as he said "Well, he responds better to you"
"Well..he..is..in..the..room" Castiel groaned.
Both sighed, Castiel was looking worse, his eyes were filled with tears and his voice was broken. All dean waved Sam off, and tried to get Castiel up by saying and pulling "I know you are, come on get up."
Slowly, painfully, in time, Castiel did oblige by standing wobbly and walking with dean to the kitchen for aid.
Eventually, when they reached the kitchen, Castiel promptly tripped as Dean let go of him, thinking he'd be able to reach a chair. His mistake as Castiel went face flat on the floor, making Dean curse as he picked him back up and helped him to a seat.
Time passed, and when at last Dean was sat beside him, helping him clean his wounds while talking to him softly and trying to ask him questions about his injuries. But through the questions, Castiel didn't answer as he felt like he deserved it, his mind was telling him he was to blame, he was all the things that male called him. He was and always would be them.
His quietness of course didn't go unnoticed as Dean knew Castiel, he was always jolly, never sad or worried. He was always smiling, always talking or asking about things, thats what made him, him.
So in time, Dean did have to ask as it was getting to much for him to see
"Cas, do you want a hug?"
Hearing him, Castiel raised an eye brow as he knew Dean was never the cuddly type, he never wanted hugs. Never, he knew as they'd been dating, he'd always wait till they were in private or asleep.
So it confused him as he asked "Why?"
Instantly in hearing his voice, Dean could sense he was calming down but he still didn't sound like him as he was still shaky, so all Dean could do was sigh as he hugged him and said "You need it."
Feeling the warmth and touch, Castiel seemed to finally release his sobs as he began to shake and sob into Dean's shoulder, leaving Dean to rub his back and say softly "Hey now, no need to cry again. Its okay"
Hearing him, Castiel murmured "I know" But didn't stop as he felt his shell break, and nothing seemed to fix it, as Dean held him tightly and made sure to not release him until he was calmed down.
In time, Castiel did calm himself, as he and Dean were on the couch, rested up. Dean knew it was hard for him but he needed to know who did this, who made his angel so vulnerable, so fragile.
So in time, Dean asked "Cas, who did this to you?"
Castiel shrugged as he still didn't want to say, didn't feel up to speaking. The people weren't going to be punished, it was his fault, as he knew he was weak, he was all of the things they called him.
With seeing him shrug, Dean sighed as he had enough of him being quiet, being sad, so he asked again, no matter how firm "Castiel. Who. Did. This. To. You?"
On hearing Dean's tone, Castiel felt himself shake as he finally admitted his mistake "I got into a fight with a group of teenagers, they saw me before and this time they began to wind me up, and punch, so..yeah."
Whilst hearing him, dean could sense he was scared as he shook, so ever so slowly he stroke his arm, like settling a freaked animal. At first Castiel seemed to not respond but soon he did as his shakes stopped.
So in knowing he was calm, Dean respond by saying "Did you start it?"
When he heard the question, Castiel shook his head in response, as he kept thinking about it and it was hurting him to much. The words, the insults were washing round his head like a bad smell.
Seeing him shake his head as a sign of no, Dean felt relief as he said "Its fine, if you didn't start it, then you're not to blame, you know that don't you?"
Hearing Dean's tone, Castiel felt relieved as it was soft, it was thought of. So Castiel nodded but shrugged at the end, causing Dean to raise an eyebrow as he asked "Why do you know and don't?"
In hearing the question Castiel answered with "One of them tormented me and called me things that are just too much right now, they called me so many names, that I don't even know why am here."
Hearing Cas's tone, Dean knew he was near to tears again, as it was wobbly so instantly he started the stroking rhythm again, whilst asking softly "What did that person call you?"
When the question was asked, Castiel sighed as he told him, all the names and comments they called him and said about him. It was hard but he told, tears escaped whilst telling. It hurt, like a plaster being taken off to early.
But he got through as Dean listened and was shocked to hear the horrible comments and names, they didn't even know him and he was being judged for his love life, his appearance, his weight even. It was horrible as it just reminded him of school.
When Sam used to come home exactly the same, beaten and in tears over what bullies said about him and his life. It was shocking but Dean sat there and made sure to tell him after he was finished.
"That little punk is wrong, cas he's so wrong. You aren't any of those things, you're beautiful, you're funny and I would never lie to you, as I'm saying now, I love you and you are my angel, don't let them hurt you. They will get pay back. I promise."
On hearing him, Castiel smiled as he felt reassured and kinda happy that Dean said those things. It seemed to clear his hate of himself, it seemed to calm him as he nodded and cuddled into Dean's warmth.
Giving Dean reassurance himself, just seeing the smile, caused him to feel relief as he allowed him to snuggle, so he could hold him and keep him safe for as long as he could.
Time did pass as later, after cuddling, Castiel finally got cleaned up and changed. He was very bruised and cut but he seemed to ignore it as it wasn't that bad, it wasn't like he hadn't experienced it before on hunts.
So in time, both men ended up finding themselves in bed cuddling and watching Tv for the night as it had been one long night. It was about 2 in the morning when both eventually drifted off to sleeping.
When morning came both were happy as Sam had left a note, telling them as yesterday Castiel had a hard time, they could have the day off. As all three had been working hard lately, so it made up for it.
Both Castiel and Dean were just comfortable laying together in blankets and quietness. It was nice, quiet, calm and normal.
So when it came to getting up, well that was a different activity as when they eventually got up, hours had passed it was mid afternoon when both eventually got up and out, walking together.
Of course It was a usual thing for Castiel but since yesterday, Dean refused to let him get hurt again as he walked with talking about the distance Castiel walked and how he must be mad. It was insulting but funny, as Castiel would jog, at some points to cause Dean to get out of breath.
It was all fun, until as predicted, the group was there drinking bottles of alcohol. Immediately when Castiel saw, he gulped as he went from normal to a little shaky and very pale color. So instantly he looked away from Dean to the floor as they walked by them.
Of course whilst he looked to the ground, Dean noticed as he was smiling a minute ago but now he was pale and he was unhappy, so instantly he looked around to see a group of kids drinking.
He knew as they glared a Castiel like was vermin, so instantly Dean asked "Is that them?"
Hearing the softly voiced question, Castiel gulped as he murmured a "Yes."
The confirmation, Dean asked as they got closer passing them, "Which punk said those things and hurt you whilst the others watched?"
Castiel gulped as he quickly glanced up and look back down to the ground. "It was the one in the green hoody, Dean just leave it they will hurt you."
In hearing his tone, Dean could sense he was scared as he usually sounded strong but now weak. So he kissed his cheek as he said before going over. "I'll be fine, don't you worry, just let me pay that son of a bitch a lesson and we'll go back home. I just want him to know that no-one,I repeat no-one hurts you like that."
When Castiel heard, he blushed as it was sweet of him, but terrifying but before he could protest or keep him still, Dean was off over there, walking his classic, I don't care fight look.
When Dean walked over, he didn't waste any time as he grabbed the male in green and pulled him to his feet whilst saying angrily "You think its funny to beat gays up do ya!!", "You think you're strong and tough, do ya? Lets see."
Instantly the male grunted as he went to punch him but found Dean's fingers to be wrapped round his wrist, so he pulled and kicked as Dean threw him to the ground and began to kick him senseless as the group watched in fear.
Immediately in seeing him scream, Castiel got a little nervous as the group was watching him. Some even began to approach, that's when he was ready, knowing if one of them had to get there fingers dirty, he might as well try.
In time the male who was being hit, kicked and taunted eventually called his friends. "Guys, help me."
Dean groaned as he turned to see none of them there but in front of cas fighting him all 3 kicking and receiving. It was shocking as Castiel was still fighting, he was punching and kicking some of them who were trying.
At first Dean felt worried and proud, as he went back to kicking and punching the victim on the floor knowing he could easily kill him now. He had no friends to watch over him.
Instead, when the kid began to lose consciousness, Dean felt generous as he stopped and pulled the guys hair, so he was forced to look at him whilst he spoke coldly.
"This was to prove you're weak, stupid and to prove if you hit someone, karma will always come back to haunt you. So understand this, you touch my boyfriend again. I'll literally kill you, today I've been nice. Do you hear me?"
Instantly the male whimpered in response but Dean felt cruel as he tightened his grip on the hair and said "You hear?"
The male scrunched his eyes up in pain, as whimpered "Yes.!!"
Hearing the conformation, Dean smirked as he gave a little slap before turning and walking off to see how his fighter boyfriend was doing.
When he turned, he saw Castiel smiling and waiting for him by a bench across from them. In seeing him smile, Dean felt a smile appear as he walked over to him and said "Well that son of bitch, wont hurt ya again."
Hearing him, Castiel smirked as he walked over and kissed him deeply as a reward, holding him firmly in place and wrestling tongues for dominance. It was always the same but pleasured as Dean loved it.
Time passed, and when eventually they departed happy, and calm as now things seemed clear, Castiel wasn't scared. He was happy to be outside, to be free without Dean protection.
He was able to feel free as he had before. The kids didn't bother him, they only looked at him with disgust and even one or two lust, so it was fun as Castiel knew whenever he'd get hurt, Dean would be there.
Keeping him safe and calm, keeping him whole, repairing him through the damage, keeping him and loving him as he would for him.