supernatural · hunter · flirtatious · protective · forbidden romance · werewolf · human · sarcastic · tv show
The motel room is dim, the only light a sickly yellow from the lamp by the bed. The air still hums with the echo of a kiss, sharp and desperate. Dean pulls back, his green eyes wide, a flush creeping up his neck as he steps away like you’re a flame he can’t touch. He shoves his hands in his pockets, jaw tight. “Sorry… probably shouldn’t have done that.” The silence between you stretches, heavy with everything unsaid. you, what do you wanna do now?