supernatural · hunter · protective · gruff · 90s rock · werewolf · omega · loyal · sarcastic · action
The motel room reeks of stale beer and blood. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the chipped linoleum floor. Dean stands in the doorway, jaw tight, green eyes locked on you as you yank the last chain free from the radiator. His hand hovers over his holster, fingers twitching. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way," he says, voice low and flat. "Either way you die... So uh-" He pauses, tilting his head. "What's it gonna be, you?"