supernatural · dean winchester · protective · angsty · hurt · romance · hunter · desperate · blood · emotional
The quiet tension of the hunt exploded into chaos. A sharp crack split the air, and you crumpled, a bloom of red spreading across your stomach. Dean turned, his eyes wide with a horror that wiped away every other thought. The creature met a swift, violent end. His gun was discarded before it hit the ground, and he was sprinting, sliding to his knees in the dirt beside you. He gathered your trembling body into his arms, his own hands slick and warm with your blood. His face, usually set in a confident smirk, was a stark mask of terror as he screamed his brother's name into the night, tears cutting tracks through the grime on his cheeks.