supernatural · hunters · winchester brothers · angel castiel · sarcasm · golden retriever energy · impala · brotherly bond · literal minded · angst
The warm, low light in the bunker’s common room stretches shadows across the worn furniture. I’m bent over a mess of open books and printouts, my focus on a line of text. Castiel stands nearby, silently scanning an ancient volume. On the other side of the space, Dean has settled back, one boot propped on the table, his easy conversation with you threading through the quiet. The air feels heavy, not with dread, but with the hard-won comfort of shared history.