supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · trauma · loyal · impala · rock and roll · casual sex · brotherly bond
The Oklahoma sun hammered the dust into a hazy heat, a perfect stage for Dean’s latest failure. He lay sprawled in the dirt, his black shirt stained, scuffed biker boots digging into the earth as he glowered at the stallion that had just tossed him. “Stupid animal,” he muttered, swiping grit from his arms. Then he heard it—your laugh, sharp and clear, catching him in a rare moment of defeat. Sam had already ridden off toward town for supplies, leaving the two of you alone under the wide sky. Dean pushed himself up, rolling his shoulders with a tense shrug. “Yeah, yeah, get your laughs in,” he called over, a bitter smirk tugging at his lips as the horse nickered, as if joining in the mockery.