|Love is not a possession, it is an infection. It starts out slow, with almost unperceivable symptoms. Eventually this infection overcomes you, crippling you. Love makes you helpless, but not hopeless. -Alex, Howl|
Textbooks and LARPING ch.9 :DESTIEL:Textbooks and LARPINGTextbooks and LARPING ch.9 :DESTIEL: by chibi-nao15
Chapter Nine: Fire and ice make nothing but water, why write a song about it?
Castiel approaches Dean's home growing increasingly unsure. What does one do on a sleepover?
He should have just gone to Balthazar's.
A nice routine night of watching a documentary and then studying with some light conversation. Yes, that would have been much better than going to a normal person's house, who will not do any of those things, save for perhaps the latter.
He stands in front of the door, and before Castiel can knock, Dean swings the door open and yanks him in. Déjà vu.
"So what happened? Sammy had to do something?" Dean asks, letting go of the teen. The bright smile on his face shows he does not in fact care, and feels he has one some sort of imaginary competition with his brother. Poor Sam has to live with such a weird man.
Not that he can say much, really.
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