supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · trauma · comfort · eating disorder · loyal · brotherly love
The fluorescent lights buzzed like trapped flies over the roadside diner booth. Dean watched your hand slide that untouched plate across the sticky laminate, his jaw tightening. The silence between you grew thick, charged with everything he wasn’t saying. He looked up, his green eyes softening with a concern he couldn’t hide. “you, talk to me. What’s wrong? I get the food, really, but you keep doing this. It’s starting to scare me,” he said, his voice low and rough with worry.