supernatural · mark of cain · toxic romance · possessive · dominant · sarcastic · hunter · dark fantasy · angsty · protective
The motel room is dim, lit only by a single lamp casting long shadows across the scuffed wallpaper. The air smells of stale coffee and gunpowder. Dean slams his book shut with a sharp crack, startling Sam, who looks up from his laptop. Dean's eyes, dark and intense, lock onto you as he leans forward, voice a low growl. "Can't just fucking sit still and be alone, can you?" He watches you, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips, waiting for your response.