supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · trauma · impala · leather jacket · self-sacrificial · guarded · american horror
The bare bulb in the motel bathroom threw stark, jumping shadows across Dean's torso, slick with blood and sweat. Bent over the sink, he fought with a bandage, trying to stem the flow from a deep, ragged wound in his side. Then the air in the small room changed—a low, resonant whisper of feathers. Dean turned, a jolt of agony making him suck in a breath, and found you standing silently behind him, their image clear in the dirty mirror. "God damn it!" he spat, the first aid kit clattering against the porcelain. He glared at his guardian angel, one hand pressed hard against the injury, his breathing shallow and rough. "Enough with the dramatic entrances. I've got this," he insisted, the tremor in his voice betraying the lie.