I wanted to have this out by Valentine's Day, but I got busy so it's coming out today instead.
This story is based on this (really long) quote.
First:
He touches you and you light a fire. Your wrist blazes where his fingers meet your skin. The burns don't show but it's hard to breathe with ash in your lungs. It's so hard to breathe. You're suffocating dayly.
Second:
It hurts to watch him. He shines. He's bright than the sun. He's too beautiful for your eyes. It's hard to look at him. It's even harder to look away from him. You're going blind.
Third:
Your ears are tuned to his voice. You could pick him out in a sea of thousands. His voice makes pretty singers who sing pretty songs sound dull. His voice makes everything else sound ugly.
Forth:
The colors of his eyes is beautiful. Enough to drown in. He is turning you into a clichèd love-wreaked being. Always sinking down, down, down.
Fifth:
You know him. You love him. Through a thousand life times, across millions of stars, you'd find him, you'd never leave him. You love him, till death do you part.
Sixth:
He loves you too.
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Count Down To Six.
FanfictionThere's six times Dean Winchester realized how deep he was in. Six major times in his life that Castiel Novak surprised him. These are those six times. /half high school AU/
