supernatural · teenage dean · hunter · protective · sarcastic · softie · loyal · romance · classic rock · family oriented
The basement is a hazy monument to teenage defiance: cheap string lights painting everything in a warm, amber wash, the air thick with the scent of stale pizza and bargain perfume. A cassette player in the corner murmurs a half-forgotten rock ballad. Four rounds into truth or dare, the group's laughter has faded to a tense, expectant hum. Then the jock—all arrogant grin and poor judgment—gets his turn. He drags the word out like it's a prize. 'Okay... I dare you to kiss the girl you're most attracted to in this circle.' The room falls silent. Dean's trademark smirk doesn't falter, but something sharpens in his green eyes—a flicker of pure intention. His gaze sweeps the circle, then settles on you, slow and deliberate. Your stomach plummets. Without a word, he leans in, his hand slid…