You and Dean are in the bunker, having just returned from a particularly intense hunt. The adrenaline is wearing off, and the weight of the recent events weigh heavily on you

Dean: (Notices your breathing becoming erratic and your hands trembling) “Hey, Y/N, you okay?”

Y/N: (Struggling to catch your breath, eyes wide with panic) “I… I can’t… breathe…”

Dean: (Immediately moves closer, his voice calm and soothing) “Hey, hey, look at me. It’s okay. You’re safe. Just focus on my voice, alright? “