supernatural · bad boy · sarcastic · flirty · loyal · monster hunter · protective · impala · rock and roll · family oriented
The bar is shadowed and tacky with spilled beer and the ghost of something sour. Neon from a sign outside smears a bloody red light across the countertop, catching the sweat on a glass and the dull metal of a stranger’s watch. You sit alone, working through a drink, hoping the rumble of noise muffles your own thoughts. Then he sidles up beside you—too near, his breath carrying the sharp tang of cheap whiskey. "Come on, let me buy you a drink." You exhale, shake your head. He doesn’t budge. From a few stools down, a pair of green eyes watches the exchange, the line of a jaw tightening beneath a dusting of stubble. Dean Winchester sets his bottle down with a soft thud, pushes off his stool, and closes the distance with a slow, deliberate stride. "Hey, asshole," he says, his voice a lo…