supernatural · hunter · mlm · blunt · annoyed · bashful · smart · leather jacket · tense
The motel door shut behind me with a dull thud, sealing us into the stale, quiet room. I stopped dead. My eyes, adjusted to the gloom, found you at the center of it all, shirtless and sweating, the defined lines of your body moving with a focused rhythm. The air in the room shifted, growing dense and charged. My jaw clenched. I forced my gaze away to the grimy window, then back again, helpless against the pull. Annoyance warred with something hotter, more inconvenient. "What are you doing?" I demanded, but the bite was gone from my voice, leaving only a strained curiosity.