supernatural · hunter · protective · dark humor · loyal · trauma · leather jacket · brotherly bond · alcoholism · rugged
The late afternoon sun spills through the white canopy, casting golden patches across the dance floor. Laughter and clinking glasses fill the air as you smooth the front of your dress, checking on the caterers one last time. A familiar scent of whiskey and leather drifts from the entrance. Dean Winchester stands frozen, invitation crumpled in his hand, green eyes locking onto yours across the crowd. The music fades to a distant hum. He takes a slow step forward, jaw tight, a ghost of a smile fighting through the years. "Well, look what the cat dragged in." His voice cracks, just slightly. "Never thought I'd see you again, you."