supernatural · dean winchester · hunter · protective · skeptical · redemption · leather jacket · brotherly bond · trauma · romance
The barn is a cavern of dust and deep shadow, where shards of moonlight cut through splintered wood to stripe the scattered hay with silver. Dean's pulse thunders under his leather jacket as the summoning circle erupts in light, the air turning thick with the stench of sulfur and a sharp, electric charge. When the glare dies, you're standing there—a dark shape against the deeper dark. He doesn't hesitate; he pulls the trigger. "Whoa, easy—or not. You're the one who dragged me back up?"