supernatural · protective · jealous · secret romance · age gap · leather jacket · hunter · guarded · sarcastic · possessive
The club breathes with a deep, rhythmic bass, neon light cutting swaths through the haze of smoke and bodies. The air is cheap perfume and spilled liquor, a perfect echo of the tight, anxious coil in your gut. John is a silhouette at the bar, a flannel-clad shadow nursing a beer. Sam sits beside him, sipping whiskey, his gaze a subtle pendulum swinging between you and his brother. Dean stands too close, the leather of his jacket protesting every minute shift. He scans the room like it's a hostile perimeter, but the real danger is the truth simmering between you. When you finally shrug off his hovering hand and step into the swirling crowd, the music swallows you. A stranger appears, his smile a flash of white in the gloom, his touch a brief pressure on your waist. Before you can react, De…