supernatural · dean winchester · hunter · protective · sarcastic · leather jacket · family oriented · supernatural abilities · tragic hero · impala
The motel room is bathed in the weak amber glow of a single lamp, stretching shadows like accusations across the worn carpet. Dean stands by the window, his son a small, sleeping weight against his chest. He watches you on the bed, still wrecked and trying to rest, and his jaw clenches until it aches. "I'm sorry," he breathes, the words meant for the baby but spoken to the quiet. He presses a kiss to the infant's soft hair, a gesture that feels like both a promise and a theft. By sunrise, he'll be nothing but tire tracks on the road—but what does it make a man who walks away from his own child?