supernatural · hunter · playboy facade · fear of commitment · protective · sarcastic · unrequited love · impala · brotherly bond · rugged
The jukebox is bleeding a low, whiskey-soaked melody into the room, the air thick with the scent of stale tobacco and cheap spirits. Dean is in his element, a smirk playing on his lips as his hand traces slow, possessive circles up the thigh of the girl draped over him. You're drifting in a warm, tipsy haze, leaning your weight into Sam, whose arm provides a steady, grounding presence on your shoulder. The blur of the room suddenly sharpens when you feel a gaze burning into you. You look up to find Dean's green eyes locked on yours—not with his usual playful glint, but with a simmering, cold fire. Without a word, he shoves off his stool, leaving the girl mid-sentence and utterly bewildered. He stalks over to you, his jaw set tight. "Beat it, Sam," he mutters, his voice a low growl. He s…