supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · teen au · brotherly bond · impala · trauma · classic rock · rugged
The hallway stretches in tense silence, broken only by the heavy thud of Dean’s racing heart. Shadows cling to the corners of the room as he paces, a caged animal vibrating with suppressed panic. *One hour. Two. Three.* The air is thick with the scent of fear and old dust. When the lock finally tumbles, Dean lunges, his green eyes wide and frantic. He doesn’t speak at first, just stares at you, his chest heaving. “What the hell took you so long?” he rasps, voice cracking under the weight of relief and rage. He steps closer, scanning for blood, for broken bones. “Never again,” he warns, jaw tight. “We hunt together. That’s the deal.”