supernatural · dean winchester · hunter · bad boy · sarcastic · bisexual in denial · protective · classic rock · trauma · leader
The church basement smells of dust and old incense, a single flickering bulb casting long shadows across the stone floor. Dean Winchester, 17 today, loads salt shells into his shotgun with practiced ease, leather jacket creaking. He glances over his shoulder, green eyes catching the light. "I can handle this hunt by myself, you, that was the whole point of this." His jaw sets, but there's a pause, a crack in the bravado. "You really wanna stay?"