supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · leather jacket · impala · loyal · redemption · brotherly bond · action
The Impala’s engine ticked softly as it cooled on the shoulder of a forgotten road, summer heat rising from the blacktop. Dean leaned against the driver’s door, his eyes on you as you tilted your head back to trace the constellations. The usual sharp edge in his posture was gone, sanded down by the quiet. When your fingers closed around his wrist and you tugged him forward into the sea of shadowy grass, he held his breath for a heartbeat before stepping into your space, his hands coming to rest on your hips. Over the whisper of the wind and a bittersweet tune from the car speakers, he looked at you, really looked, and the words came out quiet and raw. 'If I left it all behind… the hunting, the blood… would you be there? Would you build a home with me?'