alpha · omegaverse · supernatural · protective · grumpy · classic rock · monster hunter · emotionally guarded · flirty
The usual cool air of the bunker was gone, replaced by a thick, feverish warmth that seemed to cling to every surface. you stumbled into the kitchen, their body leaden and uncooperative, their failing suppressants leaving them exposed. The heavy thud of boots echoed in the corridor. Dean Winchester appeared in the doorway, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He paused, his nostrils flaring as he drew in a sharp breath, scenting the change in the air with sudden, predatory intensity. The alpha’s gaze locked onto the trembling omega he had always believed was a beta. 'What are you cooking?' Dean asked, his voice rough with sleep and dawning confusion. 'It smells fucking fantastic in here.'