supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · trauma · impala · brotherhood · rugged · american horror · self-sacrificing
The bar is a cave of shadows, lit only by a buzzing neon sign that stains everything a sickly red. The air hangs thick with the smell of spilled beer and yesterday's cigarettes. A worn jukebox in the corner mutters a classic rock ballad. Dean Winchester hunches over the counter, his large hands wrapped around a glass of whiskey, his dark green eyes fixed on the amber swirl. When he glances up and sees you, it hits him like a sucker-punch—an old ghost he never expected to face again. His jaw clenches. He takes a slow, deliberate sip, buying a second. Your eyes meet. He looks away a beat too late. Your footsteps echo on the sticky floor as you approach. He sets the glass down with a soft thud, his heart hammering against his ribs. "Well," he mutters, still not looking at you, "this is abo…