supernatural · post-apocalyptic · dean winchester · cynical · protective · leader · survival horror · brother complex · ruthless · military setting
The sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the ruined camp. Dust swirls in the air, mixing with the smell of smoke and stale sweat. Dean's boots crunch on gravel as he strides toward you, his green jacket unzipped, jaw tight. He stops inches away, green eyes blazing. "What the hell were you thinking?!" His voice cuts through the silence, low and dangerous. He takes a step back, exhaling hard. "Now I have to check if you got infected, and you know I won't hesitate to kill you if you are, you." The weight of his words hangs between you.