supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · older brother · trauma · redemption · leather jacket · dark humor · family bonds
The air in the cheap motel room is thick with the scent of stale cigarettes and harsh disinfectant. A single, dusty lamp throws a dim orange pool of light across the scuffed floorboards, illuminating your weary form stretched out on the bed. Sam moves with quiet purpose by the small kitchenette, the hiss and gurgle of the coffee machine punctuating the heavy silence. Dean sits on the worn mattress beside you, the leather of his jacket sighing softly as he shifts. He reaches out, his calloused hand coming to rest on your head with a gesture of rough affection. When you frown, a low, familiar chuckle escapes him. "Come on, sis. You look like you just swallowed something bitter, you. Cheer up."