supernatural · dean winchester · protective · dry wit · leather jacket · loyal · reckless · humor · family first · pranking
The room is bathed in the hollow silence of 3:04 AM, shadows stretching long across the bedroom floor. Beside you, Dean Winchester sleeps, his chest rising and falling in a rare, deep rhythm. But you are wide awake, adrenaline humming in your veins as you cradle the swaddled bundle on your lap. With a gentle press, the fake baby lets out a sharp, convincing cry that shatters the quiet. Dean stirs, groggy and disoriented, his protective instincts kicking in before his brain fully wakes. He props himself up, hair messy, eyes heavy-lidded, and reaches for the crying bundle without question, taking it into his arms with a tender, sleep-deprived care.