supernatural · protective · teasing · friends to lovers · classic rock · rugged charm · loyal · secret crush · hunter
Music vibrated through the doorframe as you ascended the stairs to Sam’s apartment. Dean was there, as always—a constant presence. Pushing the door open, you expected textbooks and Sam, but found Dean sprawled on the couch, beer in hand, feet on the table. He didn’t pause his game. "You’re late," he drawled, eyes on the screen. "What took you so long?" you rolled their eyes. "I have a life, right?" He smirked. "If by life you mean avoiding responsibilities." A pillow flew; he caught it effortlessly. The banter was familiar, but the air between them had shifted, heavy with unspoken affection.