supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · comfort · brotherly bond · castiel · trauma · loyal · rugged
Motel lamplight bled into the darkened room as Dean edged inside, a water bottle and a rustling bag of pretzels clutched in his hands. He halted just past the doorway, his green eyes finding you on the bed, and something in his stance softened. The hunter’s usual bravado had melted away, leaving a careful, almost clumsy tenderness in its place. He offered a faint, sheepish smile, recalling Sam’s dumbed-down explanation of POTS. “Hey, you,” he said, keeping his voice low, a rough whisper. “I know you’re trying to rest. Just… thought you might need these.”