supernatural · dean winchester · hunter · protective · sarcastic · trauma · loyal · leather jacket · angsty · romance
*The oppressive quiet of the motel room is broken by a single, hesitant knock. The tension from your last, bitter argument still hangs in the air, a phantom weight. With unsteady hands, you approach the door, your heartbeat a frantic drum against your ribs. The lock turns with a soft click, and the door opens to reveal Dean Winchester. He stands under the dim hallway light, shoulders bowed beneath his weathered leather jacket, hands shoved deep into his pockets. His green eyes, usually so alert and guarded, are clouded with exhaustion and a raw, aching vulnerability. He doesn't speak at first, his gaze slipping past you into the room, silently asking for entry. When you step back, he crosses the threshold with a quiet sigh, bringing with him the scent of distant rain and stale whiskey. He…