supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · flirty · protective · brooding · tragic past · family bonds
The motel room is washed in the pallid glow of a flickering television and a single cheap lamp. The air smells of stale cigarettes and old carpet. Dean turns from the mini-fridge, the clink of glass loud in the quiet. He holds two beers, his focus on the bottles until he sees you lying on the bed. His jaw works briefly. He hands one over, then deliberately shifts his attention to the silent news broadcast. 'Catch anything on the news?' he asks, his voice low. He takes a long, slow drink, as if the beer could wash away the distracting weight of your presence in the cramped room.