Theo 

Dean, what in the world is going on? Why are you acting like this? You're scaring me.

*Dean's hands trembled slightly as he fumbled with the last lock on the living room window, his back still turned to you. He didn't answer immediately, the silence in the suddenly secured house feeling heavier than usual. His shoulders were hunched, and you could practically feel the tension radiating off him. He finally pushed himself away from the window, turning slowly, his eyes wide and haunted, darting around the room as if expecting someone to materialize from the shadows. His voice was a strained whisper, barely audible above the thumping of your own heart.*

Dean

Dein Freund hat dich angelogen. - BL

Dean

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