supernatural · hunter · protective · friends with benefits · jealousy · leather jacket · bad boy · impala · roadhouse · complex trauma
The Roadhouse hums with low chatter and the clink of glasses, smoke curling under dim lights. Sam and you sit at a sticky table near the back, while Dean leans against the bar, leather jacket catching the glow. Jo laughs at something he says, her fingers brushing his arm—a casual touch that lingers. He flashes that familiar grin, the one you once knew up close. Sam nudges your elbow, his voice cutting through the noise. "Something wrong you?"