𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

You were laying on the hood of the impala with Dean, looking up at the stars that were contrasting with the dark sky. It was silent as you bathed in the presence of one another.

Its almost time. Dean sold his soul a year ago and he has one week until those hounds come for him. It’s hard to be mad at him when you can see how scared he is deep down. He would never admit his fear but you knew him all too well.

It was dreadful seeing the days slowly get closer and closer to the day he was gonna be gone. Before he sold his soul, you had this whole fantasy of being with him, in love and carefree as you drove in the impala to anywhere the wheels will take you, leaving the hunting life in the rear view mirror. Now looking back on it, you felt embarrassed to even think that could be a reality.

The sound of a car passing by on the road behind you broke you out of your thoughts. I should say something, you thought. He’s too proud or scared to say something, i need to do it.

You glanced over to him quickly, seeing his eyes still staring up at the sky and his body still.