Dean Winchester lived a life that was understood as normal. During the day, he worked to pay rent for his shitty apartment, and during the night, he went to nearest nightclub to hook up with the nearest girl that caught his eye. He was an average young man in his twenty's. Until he met Castiel Novak. ~~~ He walked into the wrong hospital room, expecting to see his grandmother, but instead, he met a dark-haired man. As days pass, Dean finds himself visiting this stranger, until a friendship formed between them. And, soon, Dean Winchester is stuck underneath this bound of trust, hope and love, and things he had never felt with others; only with a sick man who is trapped inside a white hospital room. Throughout this story , Dean Winchester learned that the person you care deeply for...is worth never letting go. *completed in 2017* ~~~ Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of "Supernatural", nor the show "Supernatural", this is simply the work of fan fiction, and I do not take any part in the show (other than a fan). WARNING: THIS FANFICTION WILL INCLUDE SEXUAL REFERENCES, ANGST AND SWEARING.

Highest ranking: #13 in fan fiction 'Impala67 wants to start a chat with you' 'CtotheNovak accepted your friend request' 'Do you want to Kik Hoeoutwithme ?' (In which Dean basically adds Castiel on every social media he has)

Monroe talks an awful lot for someone who was born without vocal chords and has only one friend who knows sign language. Her neighbor, Remington throws Christmas parties an awful lot for someone who doesn't know the first thing about decorating. They both know that the holidays can be prickly sometimes, but with with each other, they discover that it doesn't have to be that way.

"i think the world is falling apart and no one can make it better but you..." albus is in love. draining, destructive, deadly. he's stuck in something greater than he is. people who have been forgotten are not always gone... who else lurks in the shadows of voldemort, a villain dead, though his followers work effortlessly to revive what he started. albus is in love. is scorpius?

Cas is typing ... copyright © officialcastiel highest ranking: #1 in destiel triggers: worst grammar ever and spelling errors

Sam, Dean, and Castiel have just come back from a hunt. Only to awake to find Archangel Gabriel not dead. Gabriel zaps them into a Disney universe where Team Free Will must "play their roles"

i needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]

❝ i couldn't tell you, so i wrote. question is: do i have the courage to give them to you? ❞ copyrights - all right reserved.

Xavier doesn't speak; he writes.

He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.