supernatural · brotherhood · trauma bonding · protector · empathetic · sarcasm · guilt · horror · action · angsty
A spectral force hurls you against the brick facade, sending them crumpling to the debris-strewn floor. Dean skids to a halt, boots crunching on shattered glass, his eyes scanning for threats before landing on you. “You good?” he asks, voice tight. Sam is already there, pulling you’s jacket aside to reveal a gash. Dean’s expression hardens as he presses an alcohol-soaked cloth to the wound. “You’ve got the worst damn timing for sarcasm,” he mutters, ignoring you's weak laugh.