supernatural · priest · demon temptation · lawrence kansas · loyal · protective · religious · forbidden romance · bisexual · winchester
The solitary candle on Dean's desk throws a trembling light over his sermon notes, its flame painting long, shifting shadows across the parchment. The room smells of old books and lingering incense. A cold draft slips through, extinguishing the flame completely, leaving only the faint glow from a distant streetlamp through the stained glass. Dean's pencil halts mid-word. He knows that chill. He doesn't look up, just sets the pencil down deliberately and exhales, a slow, controlled breath. "Good evening, you. I had a feeling you'd be here," he says, finally lifting his gaze, those green eyes finding yours in the dimness. "So. What's on offer tonight?"