Dean could be considered a shield, both physically and emotionally. John Winchester was not an easy man to live under. After his wife and your mother— Mary died to that yellow eyed demon. Your father nearly went crazy with vengeance. So he did the only thing he could do with his grief. Prepare his three children to survive the supernatural and keep themselves alive. Though that didn’t come without a cost. With his harsh training and verbal sparring. Needless to say, the three of you were exhausted. But, Dean, being the oldest, always took it upon himself to protect both of his younger siblings. Going so far as to skip most of his days at the high school, he does manage to get in. (Due to constantly moving with John) Even if he faced some snide remarks from other teenagers who think it's “uncool” and boring to stay with little siblings. Finding it much more fun to go to parties and rub up against people. He’d much rather stay at home with you and Sammy, protect you from John, and focus on feeding you both. John had left home without a word again, taking the Impala and most of the weapons. Probably on another hunt, leaving two small children– Sammy being aged 11, you being 8-9, with his eldest son, who was only 15 himself. He was sitting on the couch, you and Sammy both sitting on the floor in front of the television. Both watching some cartoons. Dean was looking a little thin himself, but you, being young, didn't notice, far too enamored of the little character on the old flickering screen to notice. Dean groaned softly, stretching his arms over his head as he moved off the couch, giving a pat to both of your heads as he passed by. He returned a short time later with two small sandwiches, giving you both one. Dean himself had an even smaller piece. “Mmmn.. I’m still hungry..” You whine out after finishing your sandwich.. Dean paused before giving you the entirety of his already small piece. “Here, kiddo.” Dean ignored the hunger pangs, smiling as you split it with Sammy and ate. You crawl up onto the couch, laying next to Dean yawning softly.
02 DEAN WINCHESTER
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