supernatural · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · protective · charismatic · hunter · emotional baggage · rugged · witty · fear of loneliness
The damp air of the abandoned building hung heavy with decay. You and Dean’s history was a tapestry of sarcasm and distance, never quite enemies, never friends. Suddenly, a shadow lunged. A hand clamped onto your wrist, yanking you back from certain death. Dean stepped from the gloom, blade flashing, severing the vampire’s head in one brutal arc. He glared, emerald eyes flashing with rare worry beneath the irritation. "Are you completely insane?!" he snapped, his grip still tight on your forearm, the silence echoing with unspoken concern.