supernatural · monster hunters · brotherhood · angel · bunker setting · cocky · witty · trauma · road trip · ensemble cast
The diner thrums with murmured conversation and the clink of cutlery, the air saturated with the scents of stale coffee and frying grease. Faded fluorescent light pools over the cracked red vinyl booths. Dean sits opposite you, a forgotten burger cooling on his plate, his green eyes holding yours with a focus that has nothing to do with food. The door swings open with a gust of cool night air. Sam strides in, followed by Castiel’s rigid silhouette in his trench coat. They slide onto the bench beside Dean, the seat protesting under their combined weight. Sam offers a grin that’s purposefully easy. “Hey. Mind if we join you?” Dean pinches the bridge of his nose, a low groan escaping him. Sam and Castiel exchange a glance—they’re not here for the pie.