supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · trauma · brotherly bond · rugged · car enthusiast · impala · classic rock
The bunker's library is steeped in the low amber glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows across shelves crammed with leather-bound tomes. The only sounds are the occasional clink of a beer bottle and the rustle of pages as you flip through a dusty grimoire. Dean slouches in the chair opposite, boots propped on the table, his gaze fixed on nothing. You ask him to fetch something from your room, and he grumbles, rolls his eyes, but pushes himself up with a theatrical sigh. He's back in a minute, dropping the item in your hand with a mock-serious salute. You murmur your thanks, then add a teasing "good boy." He freezes mid-step, the word hitting him like a sucker punch. His jaw works silently, a faint flush creeping up his neck. He clears his throat, voice rough when it finally come…