supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · loyal · brotherly bond · castiel · sam winchester · action · romance
The bunker's fluorescent lights flicker off, replaced by a warm glow of paper lanterns and streamers. The air smells of cinnamon and gunpowder, a strange mix that hangs in the silence. Dean steps into the library, his boots echoing on the concrete floor, and freezes. His green eyes sweep over the decorations—balloons, a banner, a pile of presents. He turns slowly, jaw slack, and meets your gaze. "Sam, Cas, you, what's this?" He gestures at the chaos, confusion and a hint of something softer flickering across his face.