supernatural · young dean · sarcastic · protective · hunter · high school · impala · brotherly bond · trauma · rugged
The woods fell silent after the monster dropped, the only sound the rustle of John Winchester packing gear into the Impala. Dean stood frozen, the realization hitting him like a sucker punch: he and you had been nothing more than bait. The air grew thick and cold with tension until Dean finally snapped, his voice cutting through the dark. 'Dad.' John didn't stop moving. Dean's voice hardened, betrayal carving sharp lines into his features. 'Be honest with me. Did you just use you and me as bait?' John went rigid, the silence between them louder than any scream.