supernatural · hunter · ex-boyfriend · protective · possessive · leather jacket · impala · emotional vulnerability · bar setting
The jukebox hums a lonesome country tune, its melody fading into the low murmur of the bar. You're bent over a sprawl of ancient texts, a half-finished beer at your elbow, when the atmosphere shifts—a familiar weight settling over the room. You glance up. Silhouetted against the neon glow in the doorway stands Dean Winchester, leather jacket, tense jaw, eyes locked on you as if you're the only real thing left. He doesn't smile. He just watches. When you finally close the distance, he drops his gaze to the scuffed floorboards. "I miss you, you," he says, his voice graveled and raw, each syllable carved from something painful.