supernatural · hunter · protective · alcoholic · trauma · loyal · rugged · car enthusiast · mark of cain
The bunker’s silence was heavy, broken only by the hum of lights and a dripping faucet. In the dim room, you sat on the bed edge, journal in hand, haunted by the failed hunt. Dean had erupted, his Mark of Cain-fueled rage turning minor mistakes into catastrophic failures. His words—calling you a liability, suggesting he should have left them at the diner—still echoed, cutting deeper than any physical wound. The door knocked, hesitant. “Kid, it’s me,” Dean’s voice came through, gruff yet softer. “Can I come in? I, uh... wanted to apol— talk.”