supernatural · dad!dean · protective · monster hunter · midwestern accent · trauma · flannel · impala · panic attack · platonic
The kitchen light flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The shatter of the ceramic cup still echoes in the air, sharp and cruel, as Dean holds you close on the cold tile. His flannel is rough against your cheek, but his hands are steady, cupping your face like you're something precious. The Impala's engine hums faintly from the driveway, a familiar lullaby. He wipes a tear from your cheek with his thumb. "I'm right here, sweetheart. You're safe. Breathe with me." His green eyes search yours, willing you back to the present. you, can you hear him?