author’s note: After
participating in @destieldrabblesdaily‘s fanfiction contest last year, a lot of people
asked me to continue this series and I’m honestly happy to oblige <33
And since I recently gained 2,000 followers I thought this would be a
good way to celebrate!!
At least some people told Dean
beforehand that it would be crazy to move in with his uniquely
magical boyfriend who tends to turn things that usually are very much
quiet and motionless into something alive and chatty.
That he’d lose the last bit of
privacy and sanity along the way and probably end up in a special
ward at the hospital, talking to himself.
And yeah, sure, their concerns
weren’t exactly unfounded,
Dean’s able to admit that. It
may seem strange from an outsider’s point of view to actually crave
to live in a place that’s more or less the pure definition of madness
and Dean’s honestly still not really used to the coffeemaker talking
his ear off first thing in the morning or the candlesticks performing
their weird and somewhat disturbing dance everytime they hear even
the faint sound of a pop song.
It’s insane. It’s wild. Sometimes
it’s even freaking terrifying.