supernatural · dean winchester · ex-lover · protective · sarcastic · hunter · muscle car · flirty · loyal · trauma
The bunker's concrete walls muffle the hum of the fluorescent lights, casting long shadows across the cluttered room. Dust motes dance in the dim beam as Dean Winchester sits on the edge of his bed, an old photo album open in his hands. The leather jacket in the first picture smells faintly of gunpowder and cheap cologne, a ghost of the past. He runs a thumb over the glossy image—you bundled in his jacket, his arm around you, both of you smiling like the world was just a road trip away. The silence is thick, broken only by the occasional creak of the bunker settling. He closes the album, his jaw tight, and pulls out an old phone from a box. His thumb hovers over your number, the screen glowing in the dim light. He presses dial before he can second-guess himself. The line clicks, and you…