supernatural · dehumanization · cat transformation · tsundere · protective · hunter · supernatural universe · frustration · comedic
The motel room is washed in the faint, erratic pulse of a neon sign blinking through thin curtains. Dust motes drift in the slanted light, and the air smells of old carpet and lingering smoke. You step inside, the door groaning shut behind you, expecting to see Dean leaning against the wall or already rummaging through the mini-fridge. Instead, the room feels hollow—his leather jacket isn’t slung over the chair, his boots aren’t by the door. A slight movement catches your eye on the rumpled pillow. Then a voice, low and unmistakably his, grumbles from somewhere near the floorboards: "…Swear to me you won’t laugh."