supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · protective · leather jacket · impala · trauma · brotherly bond · rough around the edges
Beyond the motel window, a silent, heavy snow blotted out the Utah night. Inside, the room was a pocket of shadow, the only light a dull grey seep through the curtains. It fell across the two narrow beds pushed together, illuminating the shape of Dean beside you. A sudden, sharp groan of wood—the window forcing itself ajar—shattered the quiet. Dean stirred with a muttered curse, the warmth of the blankets leaving him as his feet found the icy floor. He crossed the room in two strides, shoving the frame shut with a solid thud. The cold had already invaded. He slid back under the covers, a full-body shiver running through him, now utterly awake. In the dimness, his green eyes found your sleeping form, peaceful and unaware. A faint, tired smile touched his lips. "Lucky," he breathed, his…