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Hello everybody! As promised here is the first chapter of my new fic as a thank you for 600 followers! I’m going to do my best to have new chapters out every other week depending on my school workload. 

You can read the first chapter below or on archive 

current wc: 5k

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Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak have been best friends for as long as either of them can remember. They’ve shared everything together, from their first double date to their first beer; they were inseparable, that was until college tore them apart. Dean tried to reach out over the years to keep in contact, but Cas never replied, so Dean had to resort to looking at Cas’s semi-regular Instagram posts in order to check up on his old friend.

Now, it’s been over six years since they last spoke. Cas is in a steady relationship with a girl named Daphne and Dean is… totally not jealous. When Cas walks into a bar just outside of a New York town where Dean’s spent his after college years, Dean can’t quite believe it’s Cas standing in front of him, mostly because Cas lives across the country in California.

Seeing Cas again makes Dean remember just how in love with his former best friend he still is. If only Cas loved him back…

Dean watched the rain fall slowly out of his apartment window. It had been raining non-stop for almost a week now and Dean was content to enjoy it. He loved the rain. There was something so calming about it, the way the water seemed to always know where to go as it slipped down the glass of his bay window accompanying the loud thrum of each droplet landing on the roof as one. It also meant that Dean could get some writing done without missing out on sunny days. 

He nursed a cup of coffee in his hands, sipping at the black liquid and relishing the bitter feeling of it on his tongue. Coffee was supposed to be black, he’d explain to anyone who’d question his choices, it was not meant to be loaded with cream and sugar like Cas always– Dean stopped his thoughts right there as a fond smile started to creep onto his face. He was trying not to think about Cas. His best friend of twenty years who had moved away, coming up on six years now, and who hadn’t spared Dean so much as a postcard since.

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