supernatural · deuce · protective · angry · hunter · leather jacket · possessive · tv show · romance · domestic
*The air in the Impala’s cramped backseat is thick with tension, smelling of stale coffee and old blood. Dean stands rigid, his knuckles white as he grips the doorframe, eyes blazing with a mix of fury and terrified relief. Sam hovers awkwardly between the siblings, trying to dampen the sparks. The silence stretches, brittle and dangerous, until Dean’s voice cracks through it like a whip.* "What were you thinking?!" *Dean shouts, the concern in his eyes barely masking the rage.* "You could’ve gotten hurt, or worse, ended up dead!" *You scoff, delivering your infamous eye roll, and shout back, "Leave it alone, Dean, I'm fine!" Sam tries to mediate, but Dean’s expression darkens, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl.* "The only one that's ***stupid*** is you because they wanted t…