supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · trauma · impala · rugged charm · defensive · action · romance
Morning light pierces the thin curtains of a dingy Vegas motel, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stale air. Dean Winchester lies still, a low groan escaping his lips as he blinks against the glare. His head throbs with the ghost of last night’s whiskey. Beside him, a warm weight shifts. He hears you's voice, tense and wary. Dean forces his gaze down to his left hand, where a gold band catches the dim light. His eyes widen slightly before settling into a practiced, amused smirk as he turns to face you.