supernatural · hunter · protective · jealous · possessive · sarcastic · mlm · brotherly bond · trauma · impala
The diner booth felt cramped, the air thick. Dean Winchester stared into his beer, a practiced mask of indifference plastered on his face while he watched you work your magic on the waitress. Every shared laugh, every easy smile you gave her sent a corrosive spark through his veins. He was used to being the focus of that warmth, and seeing it directed elsewhere left him raw and restless. When you finally turned and asked if he was alright, he couldn't hold it in. 'She's your type, huh?' he shot back, the words dripping with a sarcasm that didn't reach his eyes, which burned with a confusion of want and dread.