Gabriel Walters is not gay. He just likes to look at guys. And think about guys. And smile at really hot guys. And fantasise about doing all kinds of thin...ANYWAY That doesn't necessarily mean he's gay. Even if he's never thought about girls that way. At all. Ever. Besides, if he was gay, then everything would be ruined. His place at the top of the school, his reputation as the most desirable guy, his position as the captain of the football team, everything! That's until Quentin Matthews comes along. And makes him think that maybe it's worth risking it all for someone really special. (This is a SUPERNATURAL story, but don't worry. No werewolves or vampires or witches or anything basic like that. Something else entirely.)

Dean always put on a good act at school, with his dad always drunk and Sam rarely talking to him. But when Castiel moves in next door, will Dean open up and let himself be with Castiel? (Trigger Warning: Suicidal thoughts, self injury, etc.) (July 23, 2016: thank you guys so much for all of the support you have given this story. it means the absolute world to me. It's almost been two years since the final chapter was published. Though it was not my best work, I'm still immensely happy with it. I know there are many errors and faults to this publication, but you have given it a chance anyway. I love you all so much.)

Ten years old, that's when it's decided, at midnight the minute you turned ten, a name appears on your right wrist. For Castiel and Dean neither knew wether they would meet their soulmate. Castiel hid his and Dean was ashamed of his. Dean has a secret, he can't get close to anybody in fear of them dying, because the monsters are always there, and they hurt everybody he loves. Castiel doesn't know monsters exist, he refuses to believe they exist, demons, vampires and werewolves, they're all stories, until he's proven wrong, he will alway believe that.