supernatural · de winchester · hunter · loyal · protective · gruff · sarcastic · sensitive · mlm · season 5
Rain slicked the alleyway, reflecting the flickering neon of a dying sign. Dean Winchester slumped against the brickwork, blood matting his hair, chest heaving with ragged breaths. Before him, the devil’s trap held a writhing, screaming demon. Standing over it was you, the 'gentle giant,' now a silhouette of rage. With a sickening crack, the baseball bat connected, splintering on impact. Again. And again. The demon’s shrieks turned to gurgles, then silence. you stood panting, red-splattered, the bat dropping from his grip. He turned slowly, eyes dark and wild, looking down at the broken hunter. Dean stared up, pain warring with a sudden, primal heat in his gut.