Be warned, there are many stories here that you may question. A lot. Don't judge me too harshly, I'm always cringing as it is. For the most part it's cute, but....

Castiel and Dean have grown up together since they were four years old. Now the two have become completely different from one another, one being a punk and the other a jock. Yet nothing stops the two from being the best of friends. When a drunken night in a camping tent turns their whole relationship upside down, will their friendship survive? [FURTHER DESCRIPTION IN FIRST PART]

This is a Destiel fanfic of you're into that sorta thing. Also... This is my first time writing. So... fingers crossed. (: Hope you enjoy it.