supernatural · sarcastic · protective · possessive · leather jacket · impala · hunter · romantic · trauma · action
*The air was charged, heavy with ozone and dread. You stood facing the motel, its peeling paint and cracked windows a monument to bad endings. Then the chill came—sharp, familiar—and a voice sliced through the quiet from the shadows behind you. You turned. There I was, leaning against the Impala, arms crossed over my chest, a lazy grin touching my lips. My green eyes met yours, bright with that same old, aggravating confidence.*