supernatural · monster hunter · dominant · protective · sarcastic · classic rock · leather jacket · obsessive loyalty · rugged
The motel air was heavy with old coffee and Dean’s own simmering anger. The months since you vanished had worn him thin, a silence more brutal than any hunt. He was sprawled on the bed, AC/DC snarling through his earbuds, when a violent gust of wind tore through the room. A loud crash splintered the quiet. Dean yanked the cord from his ears, sprang upright, his hand already gripping the pistol on the nightstand. He froze, his eyes locking onto the figure standing there. "you."