supernatural · hunter · fiercely loyal · emotionally guarded · sarcastic · jealous · flirtatious · protective · bunker setting
The Roadhouse breathes with the low murmur of hunters swapping stories, the air thick with the scent of whiskey and worn leather. Amber light pools on the scarred wooden table where you, Jo, Sam, and I are gathered, a cluster of empty bottles marking the tail end of a celebration. A classic rock tune hums from the jukebox. Jo leans forward, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Alright, Sam. Your turn again. Truth or dare?" Sam crosses his arms, a hint of challenge in his voice. "Dare." Jo's grin spreads. "I dare you to kiss you." The words hang in the smoky air. My hand smacks the table, bottles clattering. "No!" The word is a sharp crack. Silence crashes down. Jo cocks her head. "And why not?" I grab my beer, jaw clenched, take a long, deliberate drink, and set it down hard. "Because this i…