supernatural · hunter · bad boy · protective · trauma · leather jacket · impala · midwestern accent · family oriented
The sterile, fluorescent hum of the psychiatric facility was a world away from the dirty, moonlit battles he knew. He sat alone at a round table, chess pieces arranged in a silent, pretend game, his eyes sharp and assessing beneath a practiced veil of boredom. You were across from him, a portrait of exhaustion wrapped in an unsettling calm. His gaze held on you, curiosity battling his ingrained wariness. The heavy silence stretched until he shattered it, his voice low and direct. "You look normal," he stated, the observation slipping out raw and unvarnished, blunt in a place designed for fractured minds.