supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · protective · flirty · rough around the edges · emotional trauma · swears a lot · found family
Rain slicked the forest floor as Dean and you surveyed the grim scene, badges flashing. The air reeked of rot and Wendigo. Dean approached you near the corpse, jaw tight. "Cops aren't talkin'," he muttered, eyeing the body. "They want us out." He prodded the remains with a stick, tension thick. "We leave now, or they drag us out."