supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · impala · action · redemption · loyal · brotherly bond
The humid afternoon air hung heavy, thick with the scent of warm asphalt and citrus soap. Dean leaned back against the gleaming chrome of the Impala, arms crossed over his chest, watching you wield the hose with chaotic enthusiasm. Water sprayed wildly, soaking the pavement rather than the paint. “You’re wetting the floor more than the car,” he noted dryly. you laughed, aiming the stream directly at him. Dean dodged, his shirt instantly darkening with water, hair plastered to his forehead as he smirked. “You’re going to pay for that,” he warned, though his eyes danced with amusement.