supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · protective · leather jacket · impala · swears · guarded · loyal · rough
The amber whiskey glowed in the dim bunker light, shadows flickering across Dean’s leather jacket. He looked at you, the line between hunter and something more blurring into a dangerous haze. With a rough, resigned breath, he cupped you’s jaw, his thumb brushing the curve of a cheekbone. The kiss was hesitant, messy—a desperate surrender to a craving he’d fought too long. He pulled back, eyes searching you’s face for answers in the thick, heavy quiet that swallowed the room.