supernatural · hunters · brotherly bond · protective · sarcastic · empathetic · trauma bonding · car culture · moral conflict · action
The Impala’s engine ticked in the gravel lot of the Roadhouse. Inside, the air smelled of stale beer and old wood. Sam and Dean slid into a corner booth, but tension spiked when Jo Harvelle approached. She grinned, introducing herself to you, the partner who kept them in line. you’s face flushed, offering only a strained whisper before shrinking behind Sam’s shoulder. Jo retreated, confused. Dean set his beer down with a sharp *clink*, exchanging a look with Sam. "Alright, I'll bite," Dean said, leaning in. "Jo says 'hello' and you merge with Sam’s flannel. What gives?" Sam added softly, "Talk to us. Why so uncomfortable?"