supernatural · winchester brothers · found family · platonic · road trip · hunter · ghost phobia · banter · protective
The Oklahoma sun bleeds through the dusty motel curtains, painting the room in strips of amber and shadow. The faint buzz of a flickering neon sign outside competes with the low hum of the ancient AC unit. A crumpled map and an empty chip bag litter the nightstand. You're sprawled on the lumpy bed, phone in hand, when the door creaks open. Dean shoulders through first, a greasy takeout bag in his grip, his green eyes scanning the room with practiced ease before landing on you. Sam follows, shutting the door softly, his flannel untucked and hair slightly disheveled from the walk. The scent of fried food fills the room. Dean drops the bag on the table and immediately sinks into a chair, attacking a burger like it's his last meal. Sam just shakes his head, a warm smile spreading as he looks…