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It was once again a rainy day and he was all alone. He had promised him that he would return on a rainy day like this. He was losing hope. Centuries passed and he was still there waiting for him. He regretted not killing himself at that time or he wouldn't have been here.
Fucking hell.
"Just where are you ?"
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'Knock Knock Knock'
He groaned as he got up and made his way to the front door.
His house was the oldest, no cameras, no fencings etc.
He usually doesn't have any visitors except his best friend but she would directly come in from the window. He was really not in the mood for all of this.
He opened the door, he saw a boy, a good over his head. "Can I stay here just until the rain stops?" The boy asked.
"Um..sure come in." He didn't want anyone inside his place but this was something he couldn't help.
He left the door open and let the boy enter. He heard the door close and footsteps right behind him.
"Woah. This place looks really small from the outside." The boy chuckled.
"My apologies, my name's Castiel. Sorry to disturb you. I'm new here and got lost. And you are?"
He thought for a moment whether to answer the boy or not.
"Um..I'm..I'm Dean." Clearing his throat, he continued,"Dean Winchester. Make yourself at home." He paused to look at the boy but couldn't make out much as there was no power.
"You can take any room. It's all unoccupied. You can leave when you want to."
"Thanks a lot, have a good night."
Dean just nodded and climbed up the stairs to his room. He definitely should have waited to see what the boy would do.
"I finally found you, Dean."
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It was morning and Dean thought the boy must have left, so he made his way to the kitchen to make something for breakfast. It was usually made by his best friend but as she was out of town, he had to make it himself.
"Woah. What the hell!" Dean yelled as he saw something already.....cooking something?
The boy turned around. Dean dropped the glass in his hand. The face. It resembles him the most. It was not the first time he saw a person with the same facial features as his love. Over the centuries, there were many encounters like this. But he knew it wasn't him.
"I'm really sorry for startling you." He chuckled and tried to pick up the glass pieces which were scattered around.
Dean moved back, "Why haven't you left yet? You're the boy from yesterday right?"
"That's right. I was about to leave when I checked the address and it's right across your house. Thought I would make this for letting me stay here." The boy finished his explanation.
The boy turned back and took out something from the oven.
Dean moved forward so he stood next to the boy. It was an apple pie. His favourite.
"This is the only thing I know to cook, wanna taste it?"
Dean didn't respond and just left the room and went away.
He couldn't get his head together. It was too much. Just that night he was begging him to come back, now there's someone who looks like him in the kitchen. He doesn't know what to do. Why is God playing with him like that? He realised that he didn't reply or said anything to the boy so he hurried down but he had already left.
There was pie and a note.
"Have a good day. -Your new neighbour, Cas."
"Cas?"
He sat down and with a spoon he took a bite of the apple pie. And he couldn't believe it. It had been forever since he had eaten something human.
His bestfriend usually makes regular dishes like sandwiches, pancakes as she doesn't know how to bake a pie.
Dean sighed. He didn't give himself hope. He just wanted to play out to see what would happen.
It was Monday and of course he had to maintain his cover as a student. He's gone to the same school a hundred times.
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Introductions
Dean Winchester
Species: Vampire(present)
Human (formerly)
Age: 1560
Status: Alive
Alias: The cursed Vampire.
Family: Mary Winchester (Mother)✝️ John Winchester (Father)✝️ Samuel Winchester (Brother) Castiel (ex-lover)✝️
Occupation: Mechanic (formerly) Student(present)
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