🏡🎈🍃 Destiel

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Dean had only ended up with this cute little cottage style home at the corner of some suburbian paradise by accident. He was still pretty sure there’d been a mixup in his Grandpa Campbell’s will, because there was no way his grandpa liked him enough to leave him anything, let alone this place, but the lawyers were adamant. Added bonus: it’d pissed off his cousin Christian real bad.

He’d driven up and taken one look at the house and figured he’d sell it. What the hell he need a house for, anyway? He worked at a mechanic shop in another state for fuck’s sake, and this wasn’t exactly prime vacation real estate. It was some random ass property his grandpa had gotten and rented out to college kids.

There hadn’t been any tenants in a few years, though, and the neglect showed. There was a musty smell when he opened up the front doors, and every room needed repairs. Nothing major—the bones of the house were pretty solid—but little tweaks that would help him actually sell the place. Fix a broken door here, get new tiles in the bathroom there, repaint the living room, and clean everything.

So the plan was to fix up the place and sell it for as much as he could get. Dean was pretty handy, so he’d taken a few weeks off work to check out the house and do what he could. He set up an air mattress downstairs and lived on carry out as he went from room to room doing what needed to be done.

Maybe Christian will buy it from me. He couldn’t help snickering to himself at the thought.

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