"Watch out where you’re goin’, dude, I have a hot coffee with no lid and, oh yeah, it burns."
"Huh." Dean humphed, "Y’don’t say." Rolling his eyes, he continued, "You always were so genius, Captain Obvious." he mumbled as he turned to walk away.
I’ve been gone how long?
BONUS POINTS IF YOU NAME THE OTHER PARENT.
Dean pulled a face. Tony Walker? He didn’t remember hearing that name before. “Depends.” He ticked his eyes up to raise an eyebrow at his oldest. “Is he gonna come here and ask me if he can take you?”
Dean doesn’t hear her - he doesn’t even think anyone is home since he watched them leave for dinner a few hours prior - so he doesn’t expect Jess to suddenly rip the curtain back and hug him like he hasn’t been hugged in years, let alone be welcomed and accepted to cry on her.
'Cry' is too soft of a word. She caught him in the middle of sobbing, self loathing up on the highest notch; his body is shivering - shuddering from the force of them and it takes a good while for them to calm into hiccups.
He nods his face against her palms, voice roughed from the wails as he agrees with her words. “‘Kay.”
[*hides face* may have been my post don’t hate me be nice *holds out cookie*]
[It’s still broken, too. Hah. WHOOOPS. -shrug- I need to go to bed, anyway.]