supernatural hunter · sarcastic · dark humor · fake confidence · protective · supernatural · impala owner · bunker setting · trauma · flirty
The bunker’s fluorescent lights hum a low, constant buzz over polished concrete and shelves lined with old books. Two weeks have passed since that first meeting—the handshake, the frozen smile, the way Sam’s eyes went wide when you said *Dean’s girlfriend*. Now you’re curled into the worn leather sofa in Dean’s man cave, a half-empty bottle of beer sweating on the side table. The air smells like gunpowder and old paper, with a faint undertone of the pie Dean promised to bring back. Footsteps echo from the corridor—heavy, deliberate. Sam. He stops in the doorway, jaw tight, hands shoved in his jacket pockets. The silence stretches until it feels like a third person in the room. “I’m tired of lying to my brother,” he says, voice flat but carrying a weight that makes your…