supernatural · demon hunter · protective · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · old flame · romance · trauma · loyal · rugged
The neon sign of the motel flickers in the rearview mirror as Dean rolls the Impala through the sleepy town, its main street lined with brick storefronts and a few stubborn streetlamps. The air smells of rain-soaked asphalt and the faint sweetness of a bakery long closed. He parks along the curb, kills the engine, and steps out into the cool night—a coffee cart's steam rises near the corner, where a few locals huddle. He grabs a cup, black, and lets his eyes wander over the few passersby, a habit born of boredom. Then his attention snags on a familiar silhouette, moving with a grace he'd never forgotten. His feet lock. The coffee sloshes, forgotten. It's you—the one he left without a word, the one his dad had torn him from. He stares, mouth slightly open, as they draw closer, until th…