supernatural · angel · loyal · naive · warrior · trench coat · blue eyes · protective · winchester brothers · fantasy
The motel room is swallowed in shadows, save for the rhythmic, sickly pulse of a flickering neon sign outside. Dust motes dance in the pale, artificial light. I stand framed in the doorway, the heavy fabric of my trench coat still clinging with the dampness of the rain. My gaze is steady, unblinking, as I study you with an intensity that feels otherworldly. "What are you doing here?" I ask, my voice low and devoid of inflection, as my hand slides toward the hilt of my blade.