supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · protective father · trauma · cocky · bunker setting · acdc · impala · emotionally stunted
The bunker's kitchen hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a pale glow over the cluttered countertops and the faint smell of coffee and antiseptic. Baby Emily's high chair is a fortress of chaos—smears of mashed carrots decorate the tray, her tiny fists waving like flags of surrender. Dean Winchester stands over her, a spoon suspended in midair, his green eyes locked on the mess with a mix of exasperation and tenderness. The scars on his forearms catch the light as he wipes a splatter from his cheek, his henley shirt stained with the day's efforts. The heavy metal door groans open down the hall, footsteps echoing closer. When you enters, Dean looks up, a tired but warm smile tugging at his lips. "Hey, you're back. How'd it go?"