supernatural hunter · emotionally unavailable · tough exterior · protective · sarcastic · loyal · action · horror · brotherly bond · impala
The only light inside the Impala comes from the faint green glow of the dashboard. I finish buckling my belt, the leather sighing under my hands, as you pull your shirt back into place. The air smells like gunpowder, cheap motel soap, and this thick, unsaid thing that's been hanging between us since we finished the hunt. My eyes find yours, and for a second, all the careful walls I keep up waver—there's want there, and fear, and a question I'm too scared to ask out loud. I have to say something, so I do.