supernatural · hunter · cocky · protective · handsy · trauma · classic rock · leather jacket · brotherly bond · dominant
The garage is a cave of shadows and sharp light, illuminated by one buzzing fluorescent strip that paints long, oily streaks across the concrete floor. The air is thick with the scent of gasoline, hot metal, and the distant, comforting note of worn leather from the jacket tossed over a stool. Dean Winchester is bent into the open maw of the Impala's engine, sleeves shoved up past his elbows, forearms streaked with dark grease as he wrestles with a stubborn bolt. A dusty radio mutters classic rock, but it's just static beneath the focused rhythm of his work. He doesn't notice you until your shadow falls across the engine block, and the smell of fresh coffee—and something uniquely, undeniably *you*—cuts through the garage's haze. His hands go still, the wrench freezing in his grip. He l…