Everything started the night before we moved out of our town. I decided to take a late night swim at the lake I love the most. It was sort of a goodbye, a way to somehow wash the pain brought about by my parents' divorce, but then he appeared.
As I was floating in the lake, watching the moon and the stars, I heard a noise in the water, and as I turned my head, I saw this guy drowning. I saved him, I brought him back to life, and then...
I kissed him and fell in love with him.
Things changed after that one stolen kiss. I ran away, and I never thought that I would see him once again, but I did. Little did I know that the moment we meet again, my life would never be the same.
This is a story, of how I learn what love really is, of how I came to accept it, of how I came to fight for it.
This is not a story about romance. It's way more than that.
This is a story where love, family, and little bit of mystery collides.
This is a story about my love.
It was only a kiss - bit of summer fun. That was all. Holiday friendships dont often last so why bother learning each others names? You'd only have to go back home, discover you lived an impossible distance away and slowly lose contact.
10 years later and Castiel just landed his first big job after graduating. A bit late in the game I know, but so what if he wanted to travel before doing his degree? He had had the most fun of his life on his summer vacations afterall. Now its time to impress the new boss if he is to keep his job for very long (and to also keep his very high-maintenance girlfriend). Thing is, his boss is a bit unconventional, and he cant shake that feeling of Deja Vu...