Frank Iero gets a new dorm room at the Art And Music College in New York. But does he get a dorm to his own, or not? Sometimes he wonders "I'm not alone."

This story is NOT mine. I just thought I should put this on WattPad for those who want to read it. Read the official story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1822504

"I could paint you. Your life. Your dreams." "Show me then." •artist!cas• •model!dean•

[completed] "What will you like?" "Coffee. Black. Like my soul." •barista!cas• •firefighter!dean•

" im colorblind " " cool, what do you want to drink? " in which castiel novak is a new student at a new school and cant see a thing, but sure has the looks for dean winchester. on hiatus !! copyright © officialcastiel inspired by: lovely // phan au tiggerwarnings: my grammar is shit