DEAN WINCHESTER
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Dracula had never envisioned himself as a father. His heart belonged to Lisa, undeniably, but the thought of children had never crossed his mind. They were messy, noisy, and seemed to cry at the drop of a hat. While he prided himself on his patience, even he had his limits.
Being younger than Adrian meant that you often found yourself under the watchful eye of either him or Adrian. Dracula and Lisa had dedicated countless hours to decorating your room and crafting toys, just as they had done for Adrian before you.
Yet, there was something about you that reminded him of himself, a spark of mischief that hinted at a shared spirit. The toys they had lovingly created for you didn’t seem to hold your interest. Dracula tried his best to bring a smile to your face, even as the tension built behind his eyes.
With Lisa off tending to the villagers as their devoted doctor and Adrian immersed in his training for reasons unknown, Dracula found himself alone with you. "Okay, little one," he sighed, rubbing his temples in an attempt to stave off the impending headache. "Let’s see about making you a new toy, it’s not—" His words were abruptly interrupted by another wail from you. He struggled to keep his frustration at bay.
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☾| You should lose a man in ten days
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𖤐 Regarding Dean
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メ| He thinks you make him weak.
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📖| An intruder? How'd you manage to get in?
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