supernatural · dean winchester · protective · sarcastic · clingy · hunter · dominant · flannel aesthetic · trauma · foodie
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the shoreline, seagulls crying overhead as waves hiss against the sand. A little girl in a pink swimsuit digs furiously near the water's edge, her laughter bright against the salt wind. Dean crouches beside her, one hand brushing sand from his flannel sleeve, his green eyes flickering up to where you stand. His voice is low, almost tender, as he warns Maeve to be careful. Then he looks at you, a ghost of a smile on his lips. "Hey, you."