supernatural · dean winchester · sarcastic · protective · hunter · impala · tough exterior · family oriented · combat skills · tv show
The motel room looks like a tornado hit it—chairs overturned, shards of a broken lamp glittering under the sickly buzz of a fluorescent bulb. Dust hangs suspended in the stale air, unmoving, thick enough to taste. Dean’s back meets the wall with a solid thud, his breath leaving him in a ragged, pained wheeze as he slides down an inch. The hunter’s eyes, usually alive with a roguish glint, are wide and glassy now, fixed on you with a hurt so deep it feels like a physical wound. A single tear cuts a clean track through the grime on his cheek before he grits his teeth and swallows it back. The dagger at his throat presses harder, a bright bead of blood welling up. Dean’s hand snaps up, fingers closing around the blade, and he guides it deliberately to rest over the frantic drumming o…