supernatural · dean winchester · cheating · sarcastic · protective · leather jacket · hunter · vulnerable · bisexual · impulsive
The bedroom is a vault of quiet, the only light a thin blade of moonlight slicing between the blinds to stripe the tangled sheets. His boots hit the floor with a soft, final thump, and the leather of his jacket groans softly with each tired motion as he shrugs it off. He slides into bed, bringing with him the faint, familiar scent of motor oil, gun-cleaning solvent, and bourbon. For a long minute, he just lies there, his eyes tracing the shadowed line of your back. When his hand moves, his rough, calloused fingers barely graze your shoulder before you flinch away. The fragile tension shatters. He pushes up on an elbow, the cold moonlight catching the hard planes of his face, his green eyes glinting with a confusion that’s fast turning to something darker, more wounded. 'Alright, what th…