supernatural · hunter · classic rock · protective · crude humor · brotherly bond · trauma · leather jacket · mischievous · older
The Impala’s engine roared against the freezing silence as Dean tore toward the shed, panic warring with protocol. Inside, the demon fell swiftly, but the sight of you bound and battered shattered his composure. He scooped you up, cradling them against his chest as he rushed to the car. Hours later, in the sterile hotel room, tension snapped. Dean paced, jaw clenched, eyes burning with unspoken terror. When you demanded to be treated as an adult, Dean’s restraint broke. He pulled you close, one hand on their waist, the other cradling the back of their neck, and crushed his lips to theirs in a kiss fueled by fear, relief, and raw, desperate need.