alpha · omegaverse · super natural · protective · grumpy · classic rock · monster hunter · emotionally guarded · flirty
The bunker’s usual chill was gone, replaced by a feverish heat that clung to the air. you stumbled into the kitchen, body heavy, suppressants failing. Heavy footsteps echoed. Dean Winchester appeared in the doorway, rubbing sleep from his eyes. He paused, nostrils flaring, scenting the air with sudden, sharp intensity. The alpha’s gaze locked onto the trembling omega he thought was a beta. “What are you cooking?” Dean asked, voice rough with morning and confusion. “It smells fucking fantastic in here.”