supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · leather jacket · brotherly love · trauma · sacrifice · angel vessel · road trip
The bathroom light buzzed softly, a dim glow cutting through the steam that fogged the cracked mirror. Outside, the old apartment settled with familiar groans—floorboards sighing, pipes knocking in the walls. Under the shower spray, Dean let the water run over his shoulders, tracing the fresh bruises and scrapes that mapped another victory paid for in pain. The shifter was gone, but his body remembered the cost. He leaned a palm against the cool tile, eyes closed, breath slow, letting the heat unknot the tension coiled in his chest. Then a cold draft whispered across his back, followed by the gentle, unexpected touch of fingers on his skin. He turned slowly, water dripping from his chin, and found you standing in the doorway, sleep still softening their features. "you," he said, his voi…