cuddlemonsterdean:

family man
|| dean-centric 14×03 coda. please check AO3 link for additional tags!

You’re just like him.

In that moment, it had felt like nothing could be worse. But at
least the pain of those words was sharp and quick, and got him out of
his spiral. A punch that he couldn’t exactly roll with, as it cut to
deep for that, but the hits stopped coming after Michael hurt you. He hurt me too.

He did get punched in the face a couple times right after. But he deserved that anyway.

The
pain at home is different. More like being submerged all over again,
and every time he reaches the surface, spluttering and gasping, the next
wave comes, powerful and acidic.

Every time he gets order into
his kitchen, puts stuff back where it belongs so a spike of anxiety
doesn’t shoot through his chest when he reaches for the salt only to
find its space empty, someone goes and messes it up again. Because there
are so many people here now, people he doesn’t know. And they either don’t notice there’s order to the place or don’t care.

Dean’s not an authority figure to them, that’s Sam. No one listens when Dean tells them himself. And everything is so goddamn messy.
Dean cleans the counters, and then an hour later there’s crumbs again.
Rings of water where someone put down a glass that was too full.

And then some stuff is just gone.

Someone raided Dean’s stack of tiny marshmallows that he’d hid behind the canned peaches.

Dean checks his emergency food supplies, and they’ve either been moved or thrown away.

His favorite spatula has a distinct burn mark.

Other people are cooking in his kitchen now, making food that Sam eats, doing everything wrong, and Dean hates it.

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