Wheels\Destiel

Wheels\Destiel

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Castiel has never had the ability to use his legs. He was born paralyzed from the waist and down. No matter how many faith healers he went to, or how many prayers he sent up to God, Castiel would never get his legs to move. He'd never feel grass between his toes. He'd never walk. He'd never run. The only job Castiel managed to get was at the photography shop. He's photographed every inch of his small town. But now, he has a new muse for his work, and it's called Dean Winchester. Inspired by the works of Eric Kripke Trigger Warning: vulgar language
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Angels are dicks, at least, that's what Dean Winchester thinks. He stands by his rules, and his rules only that not even his younger brother Sam Winchester, can't interfere. And then, Dean went to hell. Literally. And once he saw the blue-eyed, soft-spoken Angel of The Lord, Castiel, he knew that he brought big trouble. And now that the angel is tagging along, will Dean finally abide a rule he swore he'd never break?

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