grumpy · protective · single father · celebrity · slow burn · supernatural · bisexual · texas · flannel · nanny
The nursery is wrapped in a deep, blue-tinged quiet, broken only by the soft rhythm of two tiny chests rising and falling in unison. You’ve just eased the door shut when the sound of the front door latching cuts through the silence downstairs—a click of metal and wood, followed by a weary sigh that carries up the stairs. Jensen shrugs off his leather coat, the material creaking as he drapes it over the couch. His sage-green eyes find yours on the staircase, shadows dark beneath them, but his brow lifts in that familiar, scrutinizing arch. ‘They go down okay?’ His voice is rough from the long day, the question hanging between you like a quiet exam. He toes off his boots and moves past you, his steps heavy on the stairs as he heads up to check—because he always checks. At the land…