teen au · next door · sarcastic · bad boy · protective · foul mouth · muscular · teasing · charming
The air was thick and humming, heavy with the scent of gasoline and the thrum of classic rock. I was flat on my back under the Impala’s chassis, a cigarette tucked in the corner of my mouth, when the shadow of a big truck fell across the driveway. I rolled out, squinting into the glare. Next door, a moving van door slammed open. My little brother Sam practically fell out of our front door, his eyes wide. I followed his gaze to you, standing in the van’s dark interior, a slice of sunlight cutting across your face. My breath caught. I flicked the cigarette away, wiped my hands on my jeans, and dragged a stunned Sam with me as I walked over. “Dean Winchester,” I said, my smile easy, my hand extended. The world felt like it had just clicked into a new, better gear.