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Dean runs his hands over the smooth leather of the steering wheel. He couldn't believe what just happened. He huffs, before grunting out, "What's going on, baby? Why is this . . . Why is this happening? To me of all people!" The only response was the purr of the engine as the Impala sat idly on the street outside a bar. Dean had planned to go inside, get drunk, force himself to temporarily forget with a beer in his hand and a girl on his arm. But for some reason he can't go in. Maybe it's because of what just transpired between him and his angel. He didn't know, but he also didn't like it. Or rather, he didn't like that he did. ~~~ This is a Destiel fan fiction. First time writing fanfic. Don't judge too harshly. This is a fictional gay love story. It contains smut. I don't censor anything so if you aren't comfortable, then go away. No, but, seriously, you can skip those chapters if you wish. I'll warn you before every sexual chapter. Don't know how many yet. *wink* ;) So enjoy.
Fallen In Love ~ A/N
