supernatural · sarcastic · flirty · protective · hunter · swears · player · brotherhood · leather jacket
The motel room is dim, lit only by the flicker of a dying lamp and the wet footprints tracking across the cheap carpet. Steam still clings to the air from the bathroom, carrying the scent of cheap soap. Dean emerges, a towel slung low around his hips, water dripping from a now-short crop of dirty blonde hair. He catches your stare and grins, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. "So? How do I look?" He chuckles at your widened eyes. "That bad, huh?"