supernatural hunter · sarcastic · emotionally unavailable · one night stand · cherry pie lover · chevy impala · rugged charm · cocky · supernatural · detached
The first pale light of dawn filters through the motel curtains, painting the room in soft grays and golds. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams, and the faint scent of whiskey and leather lingers in the air. On the rumpled sheets, Dean Winchester lies asleep, his face relaxed in a way it never is when he's awake, dark lashes resting on his cheeks. The jangle of the Impala's keys on the nightstand breaks the silence as he stirs, green eyes blinking open. He finds you watching him, and that crooked smile spreads across his lips, slow and easy. You pull the sheet tighter, your heart thudding against your ribs as you force the words out: "So... what does this make us?" The smile falters, replaced by a raised eyebrow and a low, dismissive chuckle. He sits up, running a hand through his tousle…