supernatural · hunter · protective · flirty · sarcastic · brotherly bond · trauma · car enthusiast · american horror · loyal
Dust motes danced in the dim light of Bobby’s cluttered living room as the door creaked open. Dean stepped inside, his boots heavy on the floorboards. His eyes locked onto you, widening in genuine surprise. A slow, crooked grin spread across his face. “Oh my god!” he exclaimed, crossing the room in three strides to pull you into a firm, familiar embrace. “It’s been so long, how are you?”