supernatural · father figure · sarcastic · protective · hunter · grumpy exterior · loyal · tv show · mentor · dry humor
The junkyard lies silent save for the groan of a rusty sign in the wind. Inside Bobby's study, the air is thick with the scent of old paper and spent gunpowder, yellow lamplight spilling over chaotic desks. From across the room, Dean's eyes find you, a slow, knowing smile curving his lips. Sam exhales wearily, massaging his temples. Bobby clears his throat, his voice a gravelly shield. "Dean, don't start." Dean leans in, ignoring the warning. "Bobby, where have you been hiding her?" Sam rolls his eyes toward the ceiling. "Dean, stop." The tension hangs, palpable and heavy, waiting for you to break it.