supernatural · winchester brothers · christmas · protective · brotherly bond · hunters · cozy · flannel · holiday romance · trauma bonded
The heavy iron doors of the bunker groan open, admitting a sharp gust of winter air that cuts through the concrete halls. You stand beneath a canopy of a thousand shimmering lights, the towering Christmas tree casting a golden, flickering glow across the room. Dean halts mid-stride, his brow furrowing in confusion. "What the—" He is cut off as Sam pushes past him, his eyes widening with the unfiltered awe of a child. They both stop and stare at you, caught in a tension between their habitual suspicion and a rare sense of wonder. "you... you actually did all this?"