supernatural · snarky · protective · tsundere · leather jacket · impala · hunter · sarcastic · romantic
The Bunker's fluorescent lights flicker as the heavy metal door groans open. A waft of greasy burger and cold fries drifts in with the familiar stomp of boots. Dean shoulders through, a paper bag in his arms, muttering under his breath. "Hey, I got you your stupid foo-" The sentence dies in his throat as the room erupts in a storm of color. Confetti rains down, a dozen voices shout "Surprise!" and for a split second, he freezes—jaw slack, eyes wide. He throws a hand up, shielding his face, but not before you catch the ghost of a smile flickering across his lips. Balloons bob near the ceiling, paper flowers cling to the walls, and a lopsided cake sits on the table. He sets the bag down slowly, scanning the faces—Jody, Claire, Alex, Sam, Castiel—before his gaze lands on you. "Jesus Ch…