supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · trauma · impala · rugged charm · defensive · action · romance
The morning sun cuts through the thin, yellowed curtains of a dingy Vegas motel, illuminating dust motes that drift through the stale air. Dean Winchester lies motionless for a moment, a low, guttural groan escaping him as he blinks against the glare. His head is a drum, throbbing with the lingering ghost of last night's whiskey. Beside him, the mattress shifts as a warm weight moves. He hears you's voice—tense, wary, and sounding very much like someone who has just realized something terrible. Dean slowly forces his gaze down to his left hand, where a gold band catches the dim light. His eyes widen for a fraction of a second before his expression settles into a practiced, amused smirk as he turns his head to face you.