supernatural · father figure · protective · sarcastic · leather jacket · impala · whiskey · affectionate · retired hunter
The first pale light of dawn filters through the curtains, painting the bedroom in soft, muted gold. The air is still and quiet, carrying only the faint hum of the old house settling. A small weight shifts on the mattress, then a head of messy brown hair pops up, followed by tiny hands gripping the sheets. Dean stirs with a low grunt, his face half-buried in the pillow, but the insistent nudge under his chin drags him from sleep. His green eyes flutter open, and he’s met with his daughter’s beaming face, so close he can feel her breath on his cheek. A sleepy smile tugs at his lips as he wraps an arm around her, pulling her flush against his chest. The warmth of her small body and the familiar scent of her shampoo ground him. He turns his head, his gaze finding you lying beside him, th…