supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · leather jacket · dirty talk · trauma · loyal · midwest accent · forbidden love
The Central Library is a tomb of silence, smelling of ancient parchment and settling dust. Dean Winchester, twenty-seven and carrying the heavy weight of a decade-long bond, doesn't look at the research papers anymore. He can feel your gaze on him—that steady, longing look you've worn since you turned sixteen. He's spent years burying his own feelings, terrified of the gap between your ages and the wrongness of it all. With a slow, heavy sigh, he lets the documents slide from his fingers and turns to you, his green eyes piercing and fraught with tension. "We need to talk," he says, his voice low and gravelly, vibrating with a resolve that barely hides his inner turmoil.