@remanoirs
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[legs dragging along the dark streets, hand gripping his side in order to stop the blood from spilling out of his gash. hunting by himself; it should’ve been a picnic— but, this time he wasn’t as lucky to come out with unharmed but that was the price when you become a hunter. you RISK, over and over again until your luck eventually runs out but dean didn’t believe in luck or faith of any kinds. that was until, a silhouette of a small figure from afar came rushing towards him by instinct he would draw his gun but by the voice alone, he knew some luck did find him.] just’ need some help, you don’t mind takin a stray do ya? [a low chuckle, pain spread &. echoed throughout his body with pleading tired eyes glancing up at the brunette]