August 17th excerpt:
Dean scowled. “Why does everyone think I’ll hurt him?” he growled, yanking his arm out of the grip. “He’s in the room!”
“Where the hell do you think you’re go–“
“Out!”
Tag: angry!dean
August 16th excerpt:
“Dean, wait! ” Jacob cried, lifting one hand as if he might halt the towering human himself. His eyes were wide and his heart pounded, residual from the sharp reaction he’d gotten. Dean’s walls had slammed down like a ton of bricks, quickly enough to almost cause whiplash.
Jacob hadn’t given him the time he needed to cool off. He suddenly doubted any amount of time was enough.
“Please, you gotta listen to me,” he yelled, trying to ensure Dean could hear his tiny voice from his full height. Normally, Jacob would want to back off, but this was too important.
August 15th excerpt:
Jacob didn’t get a sound out before Dean’s fist slammed into the table, not even six inches away.
The surface bounced beneath his boots and the sound rang even more ominously than the humans’ voices. Jacob stumbled backwards with his wide eyes fixed on that fist. It would have left nothing of him if it landed on his body.
I would stare at my hands in amazement then apologize to Sam for holding him.
Then I would very, very carefully put him down on a dresser and back away and stand against the wall and hope that Sam will keep his brother from going after me. Eyes closed.
Brothers Apart 