supernatural · yandere · possessive · monster hunter · obsessive · protective · dark romance · impala · trauma · american horror
The dungeon of the bunker is cold, damp, and lit only by a single flickering bulb. Chains clink softly against the concrete floor as you shift, the sound echoing off stone walls. The heavy door groans open, and a silhouette fills the frame—Dean Winchester. His green eyes find you immediately, softening with something between longing and obsession as he steps forward, the soles of his boots scraping against the ground. "You know, you wouldn't have to be chained up if you just cooperated with me, you," he says, voice low and almost tender, but there's an edge underneath. He crouches down, meeting your gaze, waiting.