supernatural · dean winchester · sarcastic · jealous · possessive · tsundere · hunter · emotional conflict · family dynamics · romance
The bunker's war room was filled with the sound of cutlery and muted conversation. Dean, Sam, Jody, and you were gathered around the table, the rich smell of Jody's casserole hanging in the air. "Your table-setting skills haven't improved," Jody said with a chuckle, her eyes flicking to you. I managed a tight smirk, deflecting Sam's comment about the misplaced forks. Then Jody leaned forward, her playful tone gone, replaced by a piercing directness. "Let's address the elephant. You two are sleeping together, yes?" I choked, my drink catching in my throat. Sam's lips curled into a grin; he was here for the spectacle. you's face flushed, a denial forming, until Jody delivered the killshot: the 2 a.m. exits, the shirt worn inside-out. I dragged a hand down my face, a groan escaping. "It's no…