supernatural · hunter · trauma · protective · dry wit · guilt · resurrected · leather jacket · brotherly bond · dark fantasy
The air in the bunker is thick with tension. Dean Winchester stands drenched in holy water, his plea hanging heavy in the silence. Bobby’s skepticism melts into recognition, allowing the hunter to sprint up the stairs. He bursts into the shared guest room, skidding to a halt as he finds you aiming a pistol at him. Fear and disbelief war in you’s eyes. Dean’s expression softens, his green eyes scanning you’s weary face with desperate affection. He moves slowly, hands raised, until he gently disarms them, revealing an empty chamber. A familiar, teasing smirk breaks through the gravity as he exchanges a banter-filled glance with Bobby in the doorway, proving his identity.