Priestcastiel cerita

Castiel James Novak is a good man. Not because he was a priest and told people about the word of God and also because he lived by the Bible. He was a good man because he just was. He was kind, he was generous, he held his heart in his hands and he never turned anybody away. All Castiel wanted that night was for God to talk to him, just once. He had prayed and prayed so many times before but there was no reply. He had read in a book somewhere about certain sigils and markings and a few words would summon God or the Holy Ghost to him and Castiel had run out of ideas. So one night, that was exactly what he did. Castiel James Novak didn't know that the markings he had put down and the incantations he had spoken did not in fact summon the Holy Ghost, except they brought down upon him his worst nightmare. A Demon named Dean. *Art not mine but i edited it a bit so i could put the title on :-D* *Yet another new story and i hope you guys enjoy this one just as much* Credit to @theofficialkitty for the cover

Dean Winchester is a mechanic from Lawrence, Kansas. Not much else interesting to be said. He eats at the same diner every week, gets the same meal, cleans up his car (affectionately known as Baby) the exact same way, and visits his little brother the same time every couple days. But Vegas has other plans. Meet Castiel Novak; former priest, slightly awkward, and the most striking blue eyes you, or Dean Winchester, have ever seen. In the cool night air of May, Dean and Castiel have an immediate connection followed by lots of margaritas, shots, and slot machines. Plenty of things can happen when you're wasted, especially when it's Las Vegas and 3 am; like getting married. In the morning, they wake up next to each other with a certificate by their side, two tight wedding rings around their fingers, and a cheaply made pair of pink panties spelling out two words: "Castiel Winchester."