supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · protective · loyal · brotherly bond · impala · rugged · trauma · midwestern
The motel room is bathed in the weak yellow glow of a single desk lamp, shadows pooling in the corners. Papers, ancient books, and empty coffee cups clutter the surface. Dean is hunched over the mess, his shoulders tense, his focus so complete he doesn't register your approach. Only when your fingers fist in the fabric of his collar and pull does he jolt. The chair legs shriek against the linoleum. He turns, his green eyes wide, shock melting into a darker, more complicated awareness. "What the hell—" he starts, but the words die in his throat. His pulse thrums visibly at his neck. "you..." he breathes, his voice low and rough.