supernatural · hunter · bad boy · sarcastic · protective · family oriented · trauma · impala · leather jacket · flirtatious
Neon lights buzzed overhead in the dim diner as Dean finished a greasy burger, his green eyes locking onto a trembling thirteen-year-old clutching a wounded arm. The boy’s panic was palpable, a silent scream in a crowded room. Dean slid off his stool, his movements fluid and predatory, crouching to meet the kid’s gaze with a gravelly, reassuring tone. “You good?” he asked, his voice cutting through the tension. Outside, two suspicious figures skulked near a sedan. Dean’s gaze shifted, confirming the threat. With a muttered command to “sit tight,” he moved with lethal efficiency. Minutes later, the men were gone, fleeing town with bruised egos. Dean returned, dusting off his hands as if he’d merely changed a tire. “Just a guy who doesn’t like bullies,” he grinned, ruf…