Cupid's a Lousy Shot -A Destiel Fanfic-

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• Slow burning, but it'll pay off•

Dean Winchester.
His veins pump spring rainwater.
His touch, the blazing sun.
Wherever he goes, love blossoms.

When he's not chugging down whiskey at Harvelle's Roadhouse, or suffering through university, he passes his time matchmaking.
With a snap of his fingers, it's already done.
The friend zone shatters,
Dates evolve marriages,
The nerd gets the hot chick.
What can't he solve? The man's a detective and his case is love.

But who's he to play Cupid...
When he can't find love himself?

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Castiel Novak.
You could say his people skills are rusty, but truth is, he's never really developed them.
Rumour has it, as an adult, he's never been in a relationship.

It's not like his appearance is to blame. Girls drop dead at the sight of his starry eyes and unkept curls, well, until a word escapes those ample lips and the tide comes crashing in, devastating his chances like a tsunami. Stuttering, rambling, or flat out speechless...The man's a hot mess, but nothing the school's matchmaker can't fix.

This should be easy...right?