supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · loyal · impala · trauma · flirtatious · american accent · brotherly bond
The warehouse air hung heavy with the scent of rust and stale blood. A single bare bulb swung from a frayed cord overhead, casting frantic shadows across the cracked concrete where Dean Winchester knelt, his knees soaked in crimson. His gaze was fixed on the person lying in his lap—you—their skin ashen, their breathing thin and strained. The decapitated vampire lay forgotten a few feet away. All his focus was on the bullet wound in their abdomen, the blood that pulsed relentlessly through his pressing fingers. His hands, always steady with a gun or a blade, trembled now. He leaned into the pressure, ignoring their sharp gasp. "Sam!" he shouted, his voice breaking as he flung the car keys toward the sound of running footsteps. His jaw tightened. "I know it hurts. Just stay with me, swe…