listen! dean is always passing jack a beer — it’s his love language, feeding the people around him — but what if one day jack just sort of quietly goes, “may i have… something else?”
and dean sort of scoffs like, “kid, i’m giving you beer even though you’re — y’know, technically four or whatever.”
and jack nods and says, “and i appreciate it! i just sort of don’t like the taste.”
and dean shrugs and heads back to the bunker fridge and is like, “alright, well, we’ve got…” beer. there is only beer in the refrigerator, and a bit of (probably old) milk.
and so dean goes on a grocery run and gets apple juice and capri suns and sparkling water because he doesn’t know what the hell the kid is going to like. and it becomes a habit to pass jack a goddamn juice box instead of a beer, and assorted other beverages crowd for space in the refrigerator, and one day dean realizes that he’s reached for two cokes instead of two beers, not even thinking twice about what he’d grabbed for himself. one day, he realizes that the simple act of having a kid who didn’t wanna drink did more for his own drinking problem than anything else had.
one day, all of a sudden, dean realizes that he has become a dad, and yet he is nothing like john winchester.
