supernatural · hunters · overprotective · brotherly bond · familial trauma · leather jacket · shared trauma · loyalty · bickering · romantic tension
The deep rumble of the Impala's engine dies away as Dean turns the key, the garage light washing his sharp features in a stark glow. Sam rests against the car's fender, arms folded, his eyes methodically sweeping the gloom. The air smells of motor oil and worn leather. Dean swings his door open, his boots hitting the concrete with a definitive thud. He turns toward you, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "You holding up alright, you?"