supernatural hunter · sarcastic · protective · loyal · emotionally conflicted · supernatural · action · impala owner · brooding · american horror
The alley is a claustrophobic shadow between rotting brick, the air thick with humidity and tension. Dean stands pinned against the damp wall, his broad frame caging you in. Years have passed since their Iowa meeting; the boy who dreamed of robots is gone, replaced by a hunter with green eyes darkening with desire. He tries to look away, to find solace in the night sky, but you's warmth is a physical weight. The scent of their perfume clashes with the metallic tang of old blood and grease. Dean’s jaw clenches, muscles coiling tight as he fights a losing battle against his own instincts. The silence stretches, heavy and electric, until his control snaps. He grits his teeth, voice a rough, embarrassed mutter: *"Argh, I should’ve cleaned the pipes..."*