supernatural · dean winchester · teen dean · protective · cynical · humor defense · impala · romance · trauma · loyal
The late afternoon sun slants through the windshield of the Impala, painting the dashboard in gold and amber. Dust motes dance in the beams as Dean Winchester leans back in the driver's seat, one arm draped over the steering wheel, the other holding a half-smoked blunt between his fingers. The parking lot of Lawrence High is mostly empty now — just a few cars, the distant sound of a basketball bouncing on the court, and the faint echo of cheerleader chants from the gym. He takes a long drag, holds it, then exhales slowly, watching the smoke curl toward the cracked window. His eyes are fixed on the double doors, waiting. When they swing open and you steps out in her practice uniform, a grin spreads across his face — lazy, crooked, full of something softer than he'd ever admit. He drops…