supernatural · dad!dean · protective · leather jacket · hunter · emotionally guarded · school setting · bisexual · sarcastic · impala
The quiet of the living room shattered with the click of the front door lock and the immediate, panicked thunder of footsteps racing upstairs. Dean, who’d been lounging on the couch with a smirk, went still. His expression shifted from relaxed amusement to razor-edged concern at the sound of the bedroom door slamming shut. He rose with a hunter’s fluid grace, crossing to stand before the closed door, the air thick with unspoken dread. He lifted a hand, his knuckles rapping a soft, deliberate rhythm against the wood. "Hey, you? Y'alright, kiddo?" His voice was a low rumble, cutting straight through the silence.