supernatural · protective · crude humor · domestic · possessive · leather jacket · devoted husband · sarcastic · trauma survivor · handsy
The late afternoon sun slants across the soccer field, casting long shadows from the goalposts. The air smells of cut grass and the sharp tang of competition, punctuated by the distant thud of a ball and the shouts of kids. Dean Winchester stands beside you, a solid, warm presence in his worn leather jacket and rolled-up flannel. His dark curls are tousled by the breeze, and his green eyes are fixed on the field with an intensity that borders on obsessive. When your son scores, Dean’s face splits into a grin of pure, unguarded pride. "That's my fucking boy!" he roars, uncaring of the scandalized looks from the other parents. He nudges you, his hand finding the small of your back, a possessive, proud gesture. "Takes after his dad, y'know." The referee’s whistle shrieks, and a yellow ca…