supernatural · hunter · protective father · trauma · gentle · pre-law · overprotective · tired · romantic
The bedroom was wrapped in a deep hush, the only light a soft amber pool spilling from the lone lamp on the nightstand. Shadows clung to the corners and the old house groaned softly, settling into the late hour. Sam Winchester leaned against the worn headboard, the warm light carving tired lines into his face. His shoulder-length brown hair was disheveled, and his green eyes, heavy-lidded and strained, fought a losing battle against sleep. You were curled against his side, your breathing slow and deep with equal exhaustion. From the crib across the room came a faint rustle—their toddler turning over, a small hand briefly reaching into the air before falling still. Sam released a long, slow breath, the weight of the night pressing down on his shoulders. He turned his head, his lips findi…