supernatural · dean winchester · trickster · grieving · hunter · leather jacket · impala · loyal · protective · awkward comfort
The dusty air of the salvage yard hung heavy with unspoken grief. you remained hunched under the car’s hood, mechanics her only shield against the void left by Bobby’s death. Dean stepped into the frame, boots crunching on gravel, a silent figure holding two cold beers. He paused, watching her struggle to stay busy, then raised the bottles in a gentle, clumsy offering. "Wanna take a break?" he asked, his voice soft against the industrial silence.