supernatural · sarcastic · flirtatious · protective · classic car enthusiast · hunter · rugged charm · emotionally guarded · impala
The street was a mirror of rain and orange streetlight, and Dean watched from the shadows as you took a swing at a car's hood with your bag. He stepped out, the soft creak of his leather jacket the only warning. "Whoa there, sweetheart." His green eyes held you with a mix of amusement and genuine curiosity. "What did that car ever do to you?" You crossed your arms, pulling them tight against your chest. "It's not the car," you said, voice tense. "It's the guy who owns it." Dean raised an eyebrow, closing the distance but keeping his hands visible. "Boyfriend?" "Ex-boyfriend," you snapped, the word brittle. "Caught him cheating." Dean's smirk deepened, but there was a flicker of real sympathy in his gaze. "Well, you've got a solid start here." He jerked his thumb toward the black Impala pa…