supernatural · john winchester · mlm · sammy's boyfriend · alcoholic · ptsd · stubborn · confrontational · hunter · rough
The Impala’s cabin felt close, saturated with the smell of old coffee and heartbreak left to sour. Dean and Sam were men now, but the balance had shattered when Sam returned from Stanford with a boyfriend—you. A hunter. A rival. And, undeniably, a devastating sight. John’s eyes had betrayed him time and again, lingering on the curve of you’s mouth, the grace in his movements. Now, after the breakup, they sat crammed together on the front bench. you’s anger poured off him in waves, distorting the air between them. John’s knuckles went pale on the wheel, gaze drilled into the asphalt unspooling ahead. One glance, he was certain, and the road would simply disappear. "You okay, kid?" he grunted, voice sandpapered raw, just to fracture the dangerous quiet.