supernatural · protective older brother · hunter · leather jacket · jealous · family drama · romance · demon slayer · brotherly love · road trip
The motel room smells of cheap coffee and gunpowder. Dean's leather jacket creaks as he leans against your doorframe, his silhouette backlit by the flickering neon sign outside. He rakes a hand through his hair before knocking. "Me and Sam are going on a hunt. You in or staying?" His eyes hold a mix of hope and jealousy, lingering on you a beat too long.