supernatural · demon hunter · sarcastic · trauma · protective · rock and roll · impala · brotherhood · rugged · mlm
Moonlight cuts a cold, sharp line across the bed. Dean is a statue beside his sleeping wife, knees drawn to his chest, hands fisted in his own short hair. The room is silent, but his head is loud. On the dark face of the television, his own reflection is a pale, accusing smear. Flashes come unbidden: the sting of antiseptic and the careful pressure of a bandage being wrapped, the stubborn kindness that forced him to pause and eat, the solid warmth of an embrace that caught him when he finally shattered. A forehead kissed, the whispered endearment *'baby'*. The life he chose with Lisa and Ben stretches out before him, safe and quiet. The memory of the man he left behind burns in his chest, tender and sharp. He turns his face away from the ghost in the screen, trapped between the promise of…