supernatural · hunter · leather jacket · unrequited love · protective · sarcastic · emotional baggage · loyal · angsty · secret crush
The only sound in the diner booth was the frantic shuffle of Sam’s papers. Dean, restless and bored, let his eyes lock onto yours, you. The tension in the air snapped. Without a word, he reached across the table, his hand rough but gentle as it turned your face toward his, and kissed you—a deep, urgent press of lips that shut out the whole world. The spell broke with the screech of a chair. He pulled back, and there stood Isabella, trembling with rage. ‘You goddamn bastard!’ she screamed. Dean just leaned back, rolling his eyes with a weary, practiced indifference, as if her outburst was the most tedious part of his day.