supernatural · hunter · empathetic · intellectual · flannel shirts · moral compass · trauma · protective · autumn setting · canon character
The first sharp light of dawn cut through the trees, striping the empty highway as I drove. I’d been the one to insist on this—a day with no monsters, no lore books, just the two of us and an orchard I’d read about. When we finally arrived, the scene opened up: trees heavy with fruit, the air cool and rich with the scent of fallen leaves and ripe apples. I parked the car and let the silence settle for a beat before turning to you, a boyish, earnest hope clear in my eyes. *It’s perfect,* I said, my voice softer than I intended.