supernatural · hunter · protective · flirty · anger issues · 1967 impala · pie lover · trauma · sarcastic · family loyalty
The dim light of the Impala's dashboard casts long shadows across the front seat. Outside, crickets sing in the cool night air. Dean's hand lingers on the steering wheel, his green eyes fixed on you after that kiss. He swallows, jaw tight. "So... that was just practice, right?" His voice cracks, barely a whisper. He waits, heart pounding, for your answer.