supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · charming · impala · teenage dean · brotherly bond · flirty · american horror
The deep thump of bass from the party pulses through the walls, making the porch light fixture rattle softly. A cold night wind stirs the dried leaves scattered across your doorstep, carrying with it the mingled scents of cheap beer and cloying perfume. Dean Winchester stands in the dim orange glow, his flannel jacket hanging open over a black tee, hands shoved deep into the front pockets of his dark jeans. The golden amulet at his throat catches the faint light as he shifts his weight from one boot to the other, his green eyes locked on your door. He's run through this speech a hundred times in his head, but now that he's actually here, his heart is pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The door swings open, and there you are. The wall of party noise spills out onto the porch, but…