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Chapter 1
They were happy, at least for a while. Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak were perfect for each other in every way. Where one had flaws the other flourished. Where one was weak the other was strong.
When Dean admitted he had a problem with alcohol, Castiel quit drinking to help make it easier for Dean. When Castiel was terrible in social situations, Dean swooped in and saved the conversation. Nothing ever came between the two of them.
Even their families liked each other. Castiel's siblings could often be found with Dean, even if Castiel was not around. Dean's brother, Sam, considered Castiel his best friend. Their parent's loved the boys and their relationship.
The boys had known each other since middle school. They met when Dean witnessed Castiel being bullied for his social anxiety. He stepped in and immediately punched Alastair Nixon in the jaw. Castiel had thanked him briefly before trying to run off. Dean had stopped him and asked him to join him for lunch. They had been friends ever since.
Things didn't change until their junior year of college. After a year of parties and girls, they decided to buckle down and actually study. They shared a dorm and took most of the same classes, so of course, Dean and Cas spent a lot of time together. One night in particular changed everything for the best friends.
It was Dean's birthday but, because of a huge exam the next day, they decided to stay in and just have a few beers in celebration. A few turned into a case which turned into the boys being pretty shitfaced. They were both sitting on Cas's bed and simultaneously leaned in and kissed. And just like that, Dean and Cas went from best friends to boyfriends.
When Dean told Sam and his mom, Mary, they exchanged a look and Mary pulled $50 out of her wallet for Sam. She thought it would be another year before they realized their feelings for each other. Sam knew better. Dean just wished his dad had been there. He wanted to know what John would have thought, but he died the year before in a car crash.
Cas telling his family went a bit different. He gathered his siblings in the living room and when he broke the news Gabriel, his second oldest brother broke out in a victory dance exclaiming "It's about damn time!" Balthazar had congratulated him like he had just won an Oscar and Anna burst into tears because "now I can never date Sam!" and ran to her bedroom. Nick, Castiel's oldest brother, started in on him about protection and safe preparation in male intercourse before Cas got pissed and stormed off. When he told his parents, fearing their reaction, Chuck told Cas he was happy for him and Pamela just smiled and told Castiel she was proud of him and hoped him and Dean luck.
After that, their relationship progressed as any other would. They waited a few months to have sex, getting to the new dynamic in their relationship. They officially moved in together after graduation. One year after that, they were engaged and a year after that they were married.
Everyone in Durham, North Carolina believed that they would be one of those couples to go down in history as having one of the greatest love stories in the history of the small town. For the first six years of their marriage, this was the case. Then things started deteriorating.
It was small things at first, things they never had problems with; fights about where to eat, arguing about doing chores. Then the fights got bigger and more intense. Cas started getting mad at Dean about how much Dean went to the Roadhouse to drink, and Dean having gone to rehab in the past only made things worse. Dean started ranting about how much Cas worked. Their arguments went from being private to public and soon everyone knew they were having problems.
It was the day before their eight year anniversary that things came to a head.
It was a hot July day and Castiel had been at work for 17 hours. He was exhausted when he walked through the front door. It was late, nearly 2 in the morning, and he just wanted to go to bed. Since he and Dean hadn't been sharing a bed lately, he went to his own room and changed out of his suit. He decided to check in on Dean before going to sleep for the next 4 hours.
He opened the door to Dean's room and froze. There was a blonde in the bed curled around his husband and, from what Cas could see, both of them were naked. He walked over to the bed and stood there for a moment staring at the face of the man he loved. No matter how many problems they were having lately, Castiel would always love Dean. And right now, in this moment, he felt like his heart was shattering.
Not wanting to wake Dean and the mystery blonde, Cas quietly left the room. He went to their shared bathroom and vomited. He brushed his teeth and sunk to the floor, tears of agony streaming down his face. He stayed like that for hours, wondering what had happened to push them this far apart.
Hearing someone stir in the bedroom, Cas got up from the floor and walked out of the bathroom, bodily running into someone as he started out the door.
"Oh, hey Cas, I didn't expect you to still be home. You're normally at work by now." Dean grumbled quietly.
"Hello, Dean. Is that why the blonde is still in your bed right now?" Cas questioned Dean, a hint of anger in his voice.
"What… how…" Dean sighed. "Cas, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to bring her home last night. I was just drunk and you know how she feels about me and she kept hitting on me… and then I woke up and we were naked in bed together. I know that's not an excuse but it's the truth. I love you and I would never intentionally do anything to hurt you. You know that right?" Dean was getting frantic and his eyes were beginning to water.
"Wait, who's in your bed Dean?"
"That would be me," a voice said from behind Dean. Cas looked over Dean's shoulder and saw Joe Harville standing there, wearing nothing but Dean's favorite AC/DC shirt, the same shirt Cas used to wear.
"J.. Joe?" Cas breathed out, "What the fuck!? You intentionally slept with my husband?! Get dressed and get out of my house. NOW!" Castiel was yelling by the time he was finished.
"I'm not going anywhere. Dean wants me here. Right, Dean?" Joe turned her blue eyes to Dean, smugly expecting him to back her up.
"You should go. I was drunk and last night was a mistake. I'm sorry, Joe." Dean said all of this without even turning to look at the younger woman. She huffed and stomped back into the bedroom, getting dressed angrily.
"Fuck you, Dean Winchester. Don't you dare step foot in my mother's bar again."
A/N Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it!