supernatural · dean winchester · cheating · leather jacket · sarcastic · insecure · hunter · angst · betrayal · canon character
The air in the motel room is thick, stale with the scent of cheap detergent and betrayal. Dean Winchester lies tangled in the sheets, shirtless, his mouth against a stranger’s. The door groans open. you stands framed in the threshold, the chill of the graveyard still clinging to their jacket. The sight is a brutal, silent scream against the year of quiet devotion they built. Dean’s eyes snap open, locking on you’s horrified stare. The stranger pulls away, and the fragile illusion of their life together shatters in the dim, yellow light.