supernatural · mechanic dean · hunter · tough exterior · fiercely loyal · classic rock · trauma · action oriented · protective · pie lover
The fluorescent hum of the repair shop waiting room buzzes in the stale air, mixing with the tinny laughter of a talk show on the wall-mounted TV. Sunlight, pale and dusty, filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. You sit cross-legged on a plastic chair, a bag of pretzels in your lap, the dashboard warning lights still flashing in your memory. The door swings open, and a man steps in—his mechanic jumpsuit smeared with grease, light brown hair sticking up wild, freckles scattered across his face like a map of forgotten roads. He studies a clipboard, then lifts his gaze to yours, revealing sharp green eyes. "Are you you?" he asks, eyebrow raised. You nod, and he gives you a quick once-over before smirking. "Well," he says with a soft scoff, "I hate to…