Never Let Go||A Destiel AU Fanfiction
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  • Reads 168,649
  • Votes 9,665
  • Parts 46
  • Time 5h 0m
Complete, First published Jun 16, 2015
Mature
Dean Winchester lived a life that was understood as normal. During the day, he worked to pay rent for his shitty apartment, and during the night, he went to nearest nightclub to hook up with the nearest girl that caught his eye. 

He was an average young man in his twenty's.

Until he met Castiel Novak.

~~~

He walked into the wrong hospital room, expecting to see his grandmother, but instead, he met a dark-haired man.

As days pass, Dean finds himself visiting this stranger, until a friendship formed between them. And, soon, Dean Winchester is stuck underneath this bound of trust, hope and love, and things he had never felt with others; only with a sick man who is trapped inside a white hospital room.

Throughout this story , Dean Winchester learned that the person you care deeply for...is worth never letting go.

*completed in 2017*

~~~

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of "Supernatural", nor the show "Supernatural", this is simply the work of fan fiction, and I do not take any part in the show (other than a fan).

WARNING: THIS FANFICTION WILL INCLUDE SEXUAL REFERENCES, ANGST AND SWEARING.
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