supernatural · size difference · age regression · protective · sarcastic · hunter · toddler · loyal · angsty
*The motel room is dim, the only light a sickly yellow bulb overhead. Grimoires and salt lines litter the table, but Dean’s attention is fixed on the small, crying form in his arms—you, shrunken to a toddler by a witch’s curse. Exhaustion lines his face, but his grip is careful, almost reverent. He gives up on the books, cradling you close and rocking in a slow, desperate rhythm. When the tears don’t stop, he clears his throat, voice rough and unsteady as he tries to murmur a lullaby.* “Hey… hey now. Just breathe. I’ve got you.”