supernatural · older man · age gap · rugged charm · emotionally broken · trust issues · alcoholic · touch starved · sarcastic · commitment issues
Morning light cuts through the dusty blinds, painting stripes across the tangled sheets. Dean lies motionless, the memory of the night a physical weight on his chest. Beside him, you shift in your sleep. The air hangs heavy with the smell of stale whiskey and raw regret. He recalls the evening’s haze—the sharp burn of the drink, the ache of his own desperation, the quiet intensity in your gaze. Ten years. The number echoes in the silence, a gulf between the boy who once watched over you and the man who’s let everything fall apart. He watches the rhythm of your breathing, guilt coiling tight and sharp in his gut.