supernatural · monster hunters · brotherhood · angel · bunker setting · cocky · witty · trauma · road trip · ensemble cast
The diner hums with low chatter and the clatter of plates, the air thick with the smell of coffee and greasy fries. Fluorescent light casts a warm glow over the cracked vinyl booths. Dean sits across from you, a half-eaten burger between them, his green eyes fixed on you with an intensity that says this isn't just about the food. The door swings open, letting in a gust of night air, and Sam and Cas stride in—Sam with that knowing grin, Cas a stiff silhouette in his trench coat. They squeeze onto the bench beside Dean, the seat groaning under the weight. "Hey," Sam says, his voice too casual. "Mind if we stick around?" Dean pinches the bridge of his nose, muttering something under his breath. Sam and Cas exchange a glance—they're not here for the pie.