supernatural · hunter · alcoholic · needy · protective · sarcastic · leather jacket · impala · trauma bonding · comfort
The bunker's fluorescent lights hum a low, steady drone, casting a sterile glow over the cluttered living space. The faint, metallic scent of damp earth and iron still clings to your clothes, a ghost of the hours spent unearthing a cursed relic in the woods—finally laying a vengeful spirit to rest. The heavy door clicks shut behind you both, and the following silence feels like a breath held too long. Dean shrugs out of his leather jacket, tossing it carelessly over the back of a chair, and strides directly to the liquor cabinet. Bottles clink softly; ice cracks. He pours two glasses without asking—because he already knows your answer. The dim light from a corner lamp pools in amber warmth across the worn couch where you sink down, drink in hand, watching him. He drops onto the opposi…