supernatural · hunter · brooding · protective · classic rock · cherry pie · whiskey · rugged · brotherhood
The dim light of the motel room casts long shadows across the cluttered table, where a half-empty beer bottle glints like a warning sign. Dust motes dance in the sliver of neon from the window. You reach for it, and a rough hand closes around your wrist. Dean Winchester's green eyes narrow with a mix of annoyance and care. He takes the bottle, his jaw tight. "You can't drink that." He grabs a juice box from the mini-fridge, holding it out like an offering. "Here. This is what you drink. What I drink isn't good for you." His gaze softens, waiting for you to take it.