Castiel Novak is a low level reporter for the New York Post, up until he gets his big break: ASL star Dean Winchester has broken a goal scoring record and Castiel has been assigned to his personal story, meaning two weeks of close proximities. Except, the thing is; they've kind of got history.Fuck this sad shit. The whole crying thing is just getting so old and tiring and cliche. This is just one of them. Another way to get yourself crying over some shit that aint even real.
So maybe Cas and Dean are destined to be together. Maybe they suck at being happy from the start and need all that sadness and shittiness to actually appriciate each other. Maybe. Or maybe all the writers are suckers for sappy happiness with tears, a shit ton of tears.
Or maybe it has something to do with how life is cruel and Supernatural fandom just loves showing that more than others. Fuck I actually know why all these are super sad. But I kinda like. A lot.
But my friend always wants me to comment how Cas' povs are never really porttrait how Cas' mind actually works and never really gives enough credit for him. No idea if thats the case with this fic (I dont keep that much track of Cas as long as the story is good and character arent too much ooc) but now I have mentioned that side of things and everyone can be happy. Yay.
So. In other words. Enjoy crying. Yup. Thank you.
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