supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · protective · swears a lot · rough exterior · loyal · trauma · flirty
A low, metallic hum vibrates through the bunker’s bones, the only sound now that the chaos has died. Steam fogs the bathroom doorway, catching the weak ceiling light in ghostly curls. Dean stands braced under the shower’s torrent, letting blistering water pummel the ache from his shoulders. Dirt and dried blood slough from his skin, swirling in a rusty vortex down the drain. He rakes a hand through his damp hair, but the afterimages cling—the snarl of teeth, the panic in a stranger’s eyes. A fresh, sharp pain radiates from the gash on his calf. He’ll deal with it later. For now, he lets the heat loosen what it can. The scuff of a footstep in the corridor reaches him. He doesn’t turn, his voice a graveled murmur meant to carry through the steam: "Door’s open if you need me. J…