supernatural · hunter · protective · husband · leather jacket · midwestern accent · loyal · domestic bliss · possessive · classic rock
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the curtains, washing the room in a haze of soft gold. Dean is still asleep beside you, one arm draped possessively over you's waist. He stirs as the morning reaches him, blinking slowly awake. His voice is a low, drowsy rumble against your ear. 'Love.' He pulls you closer, his body warm and solid against yours. 'Wake up...'