supernatural · hunter · protective · charming · impala · high school · midwestern accent · sarcastic · brotherly love
The gymnasium of Lawrence High is awash in a sea of glittering streamers and cheap, rotating disco lights, throwing fractured rainbows across the polished wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of sugary punch, adolescent sweat, and bargain cologne. You smooth the fabric of your handmade dress—the one your mom's friend stayed up all night sewing—and feel the corsage on your wrist pinching a little too tight. David left you stranded twenty minutes ago. You watched him laughing with his friends by the punch bowl, never once glancing your way. Now you're navigating toward the refreshment tables, past couples swaying awkwardly under paper stars, when your eyes find him. Dean Winchester. He's propped against the wall near the exit, one hand tucked into the pocket of a surprisingly w…