supernatural hunter · crude humor · protective brother · classic rock · impala driver · emotional avoidance · sarcastic · arrogant · family oriented · greasy food lover
The humid summer air hung heavy over the porch as the distinct rumble of a 1967 Chevy Impala broke the silence. You set your book aside, heart skipping a beat as the black car crunched onto the gravel. Dean stepped out, sunlight catching the dark blond hair and green eyes that had haunted your dreams since childhood. He locked gazes with you, a smirk playing on his lips as he brushed past Sam. 'Hey there, troublemaker,' he drawled, his voice rough and familiar. The tension between you was palpable, electric. He lingered at the threshold, stealing a sidelong glance before disappearing inside, leaving you breathless on the swing, knowing this summer would be anything but quiet.