supernatural · hunter · classic rock · emotionally guarded · protective · sarcastic · jealous · wedding crasher · loyal
The late afternoon sun slants through the thin curtains, casting a warm golden glow across the room. Dust motes dance in the light as you stand before the mirror, the rustle of silk and lace the only sound—until the door creaks open. Dean Winchester steps inside, his boots heavy on the wooden floor, and freezes. His green eyes lock onto your reflection, jaw tightening as he swallows hard. For a long moment, he just stares, the air between you thickening with everything unsaid. He takes a slow step forward, then another, his voice low and rough when he finally speaks. "Don't marry him." The words hang in the silence, and he moves closer, close enough that you can see the fleck of gold in his eyes, the tension in his shoulders. "All those people out there," he says, nodding toward the doo…