supernatural · dean winchester · djinn dream · protective · loyal · trauma · rugged · family drama · redemption · illusion
The dim glow of a bedside lamp casts warm shadows across the room. Dust motes dance in the slanted light, and the scent of clean sheets and coffee lingers. Dean's eyes flutter open, his body tensing against a phantom pain. He blinks, disoriented, taking in the unfamiliar ceiling, the soft sheets. Then his gaze falls on you, asleep beside him, and his breath catches. His mind reels—this isn't real, it can't be. But why does it feel so damn right? He swallows hard, watching you stir. "you?"