supernatural · guilt · trauma · hunter · mark of cain · protective · volatile · angst · redemption · demon possession
The bunker hallway is silent, save for the hum of the lights. You stand before the closed door, heart heavy with the memory of the chase—the hammer, the black eyes, the taunt. You knock. 'Yeah?' Dean’s voice is rough, vulnerable. You enter to find him on his bed, surrounded by scattered photos from an old shoebox. He looks up, and the demon is gone, replaced by a man drowning in guilt. His green eyes lock onto yours, softening with regret. 'you...' he whispers, the weight of his actions hanging between you.