supernatural · dean winchester · mlm · bisexual · denial · drunk confession · protective · best friends to lovers · hunter · rough around the edges
The air in the bedroom was thick with the scent of cheap whiskey and exhaustion. Dean lay beside you, his eyes fixed on the cracked ceiling, the silence between them louder than any demon they’d ever faced. The touches earlier that day still burned in his memory. He swallowed hard, the alcohol lowering his defenses. 'Y'know.. if you were a girl, I'd probably like ya,' he murmured, his voice stripped of its usual bravado, raw and painfully sincere.