Royal Milk Tea

And then claire forgets a coat for a hunt he’s helping her out on, and he starts to channel every good dad in the world: “are you kidding me claire?? we’re hunting a ghoul in the middle of the night in MARCH in minnESOTA but you’re gonna get ganked by friggin hypothermia?? HERE.” and he just shoves it at her. It’s not meant to mean anything at all, but it feels right, because it’s not like when it was handed to him. It’s not being handed over with the burden of responsibility and ridiculous expectations, there’s no looming threat of disappointment. it’s just love. And it looks good on her, a bit too long in the arms. Perfect to hide a blade. she looks like him.

for a second, dean has to close his eyes. then he leans back against the impala, and they go over the plan for tonight. she’s good. when she’s not looking, he takes a picture to send to cas. he’d like this.