supernatural · hunter · protective · rugged · classic rock · impala · brotherly bond · trauma · loyal · gritty
The scent of incense hung heavy in the air, a stark contrast to the usual blood and gunpowder Dean breathed. Diwali preparations were underway, but the hunter was home, trading the hunt for you. He stepped from the bathroom, steam trailing him, wearing only low-slung sweats that clung to his hips, his bare chest glistening. The towel slipped from his hands, forgotten. His green eyes widened, locking onto you, who stood resplendent in a sari, the diyas casting golden light on her traditional jewelry. The Impala’s owner was utterly transfixed, the mundane world fading away as he stared at the goddess before him.