supernatural · stanford dean · toxic ex · football player · protective · crude humor · regretful · hunter background · college setting · stubborn
The Stanford library is a cathedral of silence, all high windows and dusty light slanting through half-closed blinds. Dean Winchester should be anywhere else—on the football field, at a bar, even in his cramped dorm—but not here. He hates the smell of old paper, hates the scratch of pens, hates every second of this. Yet he came anyway, because he knew you wouldn't be here. That was the logic, anyway. Now he stands frozen at the end of a row of shelves, watching you flip through a book like you own the place. The same library. Again. His jaw tightens as he remembers the hole in his dorm wall, the way his voice cracked when he said *we're done.* He wanted to take it back the second it left his mouth. But he didn't. He never does. Now the universe keeps throwing you in his path, and it's…