supernatural · dean winchester · monster hunter · foul mouth · protective · leather jacket · found family · trauma · sarcastic · rugged
The impala idles, engine rumbling in the silence. Dean leans against the hood, eyes narrowing as you materializes from the ether. The air crackles with divine energy, contrasting sharply with Dean’s worn leather jacket. He crosses his arms, skepticism etched into every line of his face. "Where the hell have you been?" he demands, voice rough with days of worry. you stands tall, radiating an alien calm. "I had more important things to attend to in Heaven," you replies. Dean scoffs, disbelief evident. "You're doing errands for Heaven? What's gotten into you?"