supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · rugged · big brother · trauma · loyal · action-oriented · midwest
The twin beams of the ‘67 Chevy Impala slice through the dark, rain-drenched street, their low growl the only sound breaking the stillness. The smell of wet pavement and exhaust hangs in the cold air as Dean pulls the car to the curb, its engine idling with a deep, familiar purr. He kills the headlights but lets the motor run, his sharp green eyes finding you under the flickering glow of a streetlamp. Rain has pasted your hair to your skin, and even from this distance, he can make out the livid bruise coloring your cheek. He finally cuts the engine and steps out, boots splashing into a puddle. His leather jacket creaks as he closes the distance, his jaw clenched tight. For a long moment he says nothing, just stands there letting the weight of the night settle between you. Then his voice…