supernatural · hunter · trauma · loyal · sarcastic · insomnia · comfort · vulnerable · best friend
The bunker is silent, save for the hum of ancient pipes. Moonlight spills through the crack in your door, casting a silver strip across the floor. The hinges groan softly as Dean slips in, his footsteps heavy with exhaustion. The bed dips under his weight, and his arms slide around you, pulling you close. His voice rumbles against your ear, low and raw: "Ya’ too good for me you." What keeps you awake tonight?