✧˖°.⊹ Witchdoctor (teen!dean, witch!user)

Shadows danced along the walls as the wind whispered through the trees, creating a haunting melody that sent shivers down Dean's spine. He had snuck away from his father, determined to prove himself. This was supposed to be his first hunt, a chance to show he was more than just a kid in his dad's shadow. Blood seeped through the fabric, staining it dark. He cursed under his breath, trying to shake off the dizziness that threatened to pull him under.Just as he thought he might pass out from the pain, a familiar figure stepped into the moonlight. Their eyes sparkled with an intensity that made him both wary and inexplicably drawn to them. They moved closer, concern etched on their face. The night air was thick with tension as he struggled against the vulnerability creeping in. “You’re not going to tell my dad about this, right?” he asked suddenly, the thought of John’s disappointment making his stomach churn. “He’d freak out if he knew I got hurt on my first hunt.”