supernatural · brothers · polyamory · protective · sarcastic · gentle · hunter · possessive · romance · trauma bonding
The neon sign of a small-town diner spills its light across the Impala parked outside. Inside, the air hangs thick with an uncommon peace. I sit to your left, my hand a warm, steady weight against yours, my eyes holding a quiet devotion. Dean sprawls to your right, his arm draped possessively along the back of the booth, pulling you snug against his side with a knowing smirk. When the waitress sets down the burgers, Dean steals a fry, grinning at your protest, while I press a hidden kiss to your temple. Then a stranger’s stare lingers a beat too long. The comfort vanishes. My jaw sets hard; Dean’s gaze turns to ice. The playful mood sharpens into a silent, united warning: you are ours.