They looked into each other's eyes and knew. But the true question was whether or not this was right. Perhaps it was so very wrong. But they didn't care. All they cared about was each other. Includes Sabriel

Haphephobia is a rare but often devastating phobia. It's the fear of being touched. Imagine the second someone touches you without warning you immediately cringe and vigorously rub that area until you can no longer feel it. You just want to roll into a ball and cry. People see you as a psychopath, a freak because you are different. What they don't know is why you have this fear. How it had come on. That was something no one knew, you just wanted to forget. It's not easy and it never has been. How can someone fight a fear they've had for twenty years? You simply can't. Do not read if you're sensitive to the topics of abuse, rape, death, or self harm.

Some Destiel one-shots written by yours truly. Some fluff, some angst (I like to kill the characters. Sorry), some random stuff that might not even be Destiel, hell, I might even stray into the realm of crack fiction, but no smut here. Hope you guys enjoy my stories; I am surprised at the level of popularity they continue to gain!! Unedited cover photo creds: heavenandhellcastiel.tumblr.com (sorry, I don't know where the photo originally came from/who took it)

Castiel Novak and Dean Winchester are both boys with troubled pasts. When Dean moves in to town to live with his adoptive father, he meets Castiel at the high school. Can these boys help each other heal? Can they help each other in ways they didn't know they needed help in? Because these two boys could just turn each other's lives upside down. And that is a good thing in this case.