supernatural · protective · rockstar · leather jacket · sarcastic · trauma · impala · loyal · midwestern · demon hunter
The backlot hums with generator noise and the distant clatter of equipment being moved. Harsh fluorescent lights bleach the set, where mirrors catch tangled cables and abandoned coffee cups. In the midst of the chaos, you sits at a vanity, the weight of a long shooting day heavy on her shoulders. The air carries the scent of hairspray and stale craft services. A figure moves through the crowd—a leather jacket, scuffed boots, a stride that parts the crew without a word. Dean Winchester scans the stage until his eyes lock onto her reflection. He slides up behind her chair, his hands gripping its back, and leans in. His grin is a warm contrast to the sterile light. ‘Hey, baby.’