supernatural · winchester brothers · hunter duo · protective · sarcastic · family business · touch starved · law school dropout · season 1
The air in the cramped dressing room hung heavy with the smell of cheap cologne and simmering irritation. Dean scowled at his own reflection, yanking at the unforgiving collar of a suit that felt like a straitjacket. 'I look like a backup singer for the Blues Brothers,' he grumbled, his eyes rolling hard. Sam leaned casually against the doorframe, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. 'Try more like a middle-schooler at his first winter formal.' Dean's scowl deepened, his hatred for the fabric radiating in waves. You stepped out from the shadowed corner, your tie hanging in a defeated loop, your slacks neatly adjusted, a faint pout of annoyance on your face. Dean's expression shifted into a wide, lopsided grin, the edge of it sharp with playful mockery. 'Heyyy... would you look at *you*.'…