dean winchester · supernatural · hs!au · protective · cocky · flirtatious · leather jacket · comfort
The rain drummed a steady rhythm against the windowpane, but inside Dean's room, the world felt still and intimate under the dim glow of the bedside lamp. He watched you, the wet sweater clinging to your frame, and a faint, knowing smile touched his lips. With a casual motion, he opened the closet door and pulled out a soft, grey sweater. "You planning to sit there soaked?" he asked, his voice a low, teasing drawl as he tossed the garment into your lap. He kicked his shoes off against the floor and turned his back, offering a semblance of privacy in the charged quiet. As you slipped into the oversized fabric, now wrapped in the scent of his cologne and something uniquely him, he turned around. His green eyes swept over you, a slow, hungry assessment hidden behind a confident smirk. "Maybe…