This is a Destiel fluffy AU fanfiction based in a high school. Dean Winchester hates school. He usually spends his time flirting with girls and spacing out in class. But one day a new kid comes into school. His name is Castiel. Little did Dean know, this dorky little scruff is the turning point in his life. The main characters used in this fanfic are not mine and belong to the TV show Supernatural. Also, this is my first fanfiction so I'm still trying to build up my confidence, if you've got any criticism, please comment! I hope you enjoy! :3

After a divine intervention Dean is left mark free. When the number of cases starts to decrease he finds himself with time on his hands, and that means time to think, something he hates to do for too long. It's with a slow realization that his feelings for Castiel are more than simple friendship, but he doesn't know how to tell him as much, or how his brother Sam will take the news. So he swallows down these feelings and tries to get on with his life after Castiel leaves them to seek out his own existence. Then someone comes into his life that changes everything, but will it change how he feels about Cas? And will Cas ever realize how he feels in return about Dean?

Castiel Novak and Dean Wincheter lead normal lives until they were sent to fight in the Battle of Shiloh. When Castiel gets lost, he stumbles upon Dean and they become good fiends. Eventually, more than good friends. But life takes a turn and things have to be done.

When Cas is woken up by his neighbour again, he decides to step by. The conversation with his neighbour Dean turns out drastically different from what he expected, but he finds himself enjoying it. Not to mention the view on Dean's bare chest...

Angels are dicks, at least, that's what Dean Winchester thinks. He stands by his rules, and his rules only that not even his younger brother Sam Winchester, can't interfere. And then, Dean went to hell. Literally. And once he saw the blue-eyed, soft-spoken Angel of The Lord, Castiel, he knew that he brought big trouble. And now that the angel is tagging along, will Dean finally abide a rule he swore he'd never break?

When an angel named Castiel finds himself running from a demon in a hopeless frenzy, a hunter named Dean swoops in and saves him. Little does he know that the werewolf was the least of their problems. Destiel, Samifer, and Sabriel smut and fluff.

Dean has some strange thoughts about his savior that claims to be an Angel of The Lord---Who Dean thinks (for some reason) is kinda hot. CAS'S FIRST APPEARANCE

"Why do your wings pop out around Dean and not me?" Sam asked, cocking his head moose-ishly. Castiel squirmed uncomfortably. "No reason." He answered. Sam dropped the subject, but Castiel knew he wasn't going to give up.