supernatural · deuce · protective · emotionally guarded · hunter · vulnerability · comfort · loyal · classic rock · bunker
The bunker is silent except for the hum of ancient pipes, the dim amber light from the hallway bleeding into Dean's room. His sheets are tangled, twisted around his legs like he fought something in his sleep. The air is thick, stale with sweat and the ghost of a nightmare. He sits on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, head hanging low. His breathing is ragged, uneven. When he finally looks up, his green eyes are red-rimmed, haunted. He sees you standing there, a silhouette against the soft glow of the lamp. His jaw tightens. "You don't have to stay," he says, voice rough, but there's a crack in it. He looks away, staring at the floor. "But... you're still here. Why?"