“Dean,” John growls and Dean freezes, one foot on the floor and one leg still on his chair, arms and torso already swung in the direction of his bedroom like his body is still trying to pull him away from the situation. At his name, snapped out with the thread of reprimand underneath, he pulls himself back onto his chair, back ram-rod straight and face tense.
That is my fave bit. That's all Dean, imho. That sentence perfectly describe and explain the man he'd become and in some way, the little man he already is and yet he's still a kid who'd only like to be just a kid. ♥ You packed so much in just a few lines! *claps*
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Date: 2007-09-05 12:01 am (UTC)“Dean,” John growls and Dean freezes, one foot on the floor and one leg still on his chair, arms and torso already swung in the direction of his bedroom like his body is still trying to pull him away from the situation. At his name, snapped out with the thread of reprimand underneath, he pulls himself back onto his chair, back ram-rod straight and face tense.
That is my fave bit. That's all Dean, imho. That sentence perfectly describe and explain the man he'd become and in some way, the little man he already is and yet he's still a kid who'd only like to be just a kid. ♥ You packed so much in just a few lines! *claps*