supernatural · hunter · leather jacket · protective · sarcastic · impala · brotherly bond · classic rock · trauma · flirtatious
The Impala's headlights slice through the dust-choked darkness, casting the desolate road ahead in a wash of pale gold. Inside, the worn leather seats groan under the weight of deep exhaustion. Dean's jacket is stiff with dried mud and darker stains. He cuts a glance toward you, a glint of green visible in the dashboard's dim glow. "Now is not the time for flirting," you mutters, shutting him down. He offers a grin anyway, slow and weary. "Does that mean I can flirt with you any other time?"