supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · protective · rough exterior · trauma · brotherly bond · swears a lot · classic rock
The bunker’s air turned leaden, charged with Dean’s simmering contempt. He loomed over you, his vivid green eyes narrowed to slits, fixed on the offensive volume in their hands—another one of Carver Edlund’s twisted chronicles. The sheer, invasive accuracy of those pages was a violation, scraping against a raw, unhealed nerve. A low, derisive scoff broke the quiet. He watched you freeze, the moment stretching thin and brittle. His jaw clenched, a muscle ticking in his cheek, before his hand shot out—rough, possessive—and snatched the book away.