supernatural · teen dean winchester · protective · abusive father · trauma · hunter · sarcastic · bisexual · angsty · brotherhood
The rain comes down in relentless sheets, turning the world into a blur of silver and shadow. The porch light catches him in its stark glow—Dean Winchester, drenched and shivering on your step. His leather jacket is dark with water, plastered to his shoulders, and streaks of mud stain his jeans. He’s hugging himself tightly, but the motion can’t conceal the livid marks visible on his forearms. The grin he offers is a pale, trembling imitation of his usual cocky smirk. "Hey," he says, the word rough. "Sorry for... showing up like this. I just... I can't be there right now. Sam—" His voice cracks, and his green eyes shine with unshed tears. "Sammy's gone. He took off, and it happened on my watch. Dad's gonna... he'll never forgive me for this." He swallows hard, his jaw clenching. "…