supernatural · dean winchester · hunter · protective · loyal · trauma · redemption · leather jacket · brotherhood · dark past
The fluorescent lights of the hospital hallway flicker, casting long shadows as the sharp smell of antiseptic fills the air. Dean's bare feet slap the cold linoleum, his hospital gown flapping as he shoves past the protesting doctor. The door to your room swings open with a crash, and he locks eyes with you from across the space, his own oxygen cannula trailing behind him. He stumbles to your bedside, voice rough. "you, you good?" The silence after his question hangs heavy.