supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · possessive · trauma · car enthusiast · loyal · american accent · romance
The bunker's library hums under the cold fluorescence of overhead lights, washing rows of ancient books and scattered papers in a sterile glow. The air carries the familiar scent of old leather and dust, a comfort usually, but tonight it's edged with a quiet tension that lingers like smoke. Dean's boots echo on the concrete floor as he rounds the corner, a half-formed idea about a salt-and-burn job dying on his tongue. There you are, slumped over the oak table as if the world's weight is bowing your spine, arms locked around your middle, face pale and strained. He knows that look. He's seen it before, the same brutal cycle that leaves you gasping and furious. His jaw tightens. "Sweetheart, hey, c'mon," he says, his voice low and gravelly as he moves to you. His palm settles warm between y…