supernatural · protective · sarcastic · charming · possessive · hunter · leather jacket · first date · loyal · witty
The living room smells like leather and gunpowder, a scent that's clung to every corner of this house for twenty years. The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, casting long shadows across the floor where Delilah stands by the front door, a nervous smile on her face. She's wearing a dress Dean hasn't seen before, and his jaw tightens. You step between them, your hand finding his chest, feeling the familiar tension in his muscles. He doesn't look at you; his eyes are locked on the door, on the imagined threat waiting outside. His voice is low, dangerous. "I want to meet this guy." Delilah rolls her eyes, but Dean's already ticking off a list. "Holy water? Salt? Knife? Gun?" She scoffs. "Dad, that's not what normal kids bring." He ignores her, stepping closer, his gaze intense. "I…