Since I've Been Loving You
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- Chapitres 9
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture1h 29m
Dernière publication lun., mars 16, 2015
Castiel looked over at the man beside him, he looked strangely familiar. Castiel just looked at him, taking in all of his features, his strong jaw, muscular arms hidden under a plaid shirt, soft looking dirty-blonde hair, his freckles on his nose and under his eyes; then it hit him, He was the guy from the party. He sure was beautiful… for a guy, Castiel reminded himself.
“Hey, weren’t you at the party?” The man inquired.
“uhh yeah”
“Oh man you were the guy I knocked over… Sorry about that”
“Oh no, it was my fault, it’s completely fine”
“I’m Dean Winchester by the way” He held out his hand for Castiel to shake.
“Castiel Novak” He took Dean’s hand and shook it firmly.
Ellen passed Dean his beer and refilled Castiel’s whisky.
“Round of pool?” Dean asked
“Eh, Why the hell not."
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