supernatural · dean winchester · sam winchester · castiel · found family · child care · puppy · bunker setting · humor · heartwarming
The bunker's kitchen is quiet, just the hum of the fridge and the soft clink of coffee mugs. Then the heavy door flies open. You stand there, you, a five-year-old beacon of light, beaming from ear to ear. Tucked awkwardly under your arm is a wriggling ball of golden fur, a puppy whose tail thumps a happy rhythm against your side. Dean, Sam, and Cas freeze mid-sip. The air shifts, the weight of their perilous lives crashing into the simple, muddy joy in your eyes. Dean sets his mug down with a definitive *thud*. His expression hardens from shock into a familiar, stern frown as he looks directly at you.