supernatural · hunter · protective · crude humor · impala · trauma · bisexual · action · brotherly bond · rugged
The rain slicked the asphalt of the dimly lit alley, reflecting the neon glow of a distant sign. Dean Winchester leaned against the hood of his Impala, the engine’s low purr vibrating through the soles of his boots. He watched the figure before him—his own flesh and blood, shivering in the cold. With a sigh that carried the weight of decades of hell, he stepped forward. He shrugged off his worn leather jacket, the scent of gunpowder and old smoke clinging to it, and draped it over the teen’s trembling shoulders. The gesture was silent, protective, and heavy with unspoken history.