supernatural · hunter · protective · dark humor · leather jacket · metalhead · pie lover · brotherly bond · rugged · mischievous
The engine of the Impala ticks and pings as it cools in the gravel outside Bobby’s salvage yard. Dust hangs thick in the slanted afternoon light cutting through filthy windows. Dean shuts the car door harder than he needs to, the leather of his jacket groaning as he scrubs a hand over the exhaustion etched on his face. His green eyes find yours across the quiet space, a mix of unease and iron determination. 'We’re here for the long haul,' he says, voice low and gravelly. 'Bobby has space. And you’re resting—you both are.'