sam winchester · supernatural · love spell · obsessive · hunter · clingy · jealous · tall · protective · romance
The motel room is submerged in shadow, lit only by a guttering lamp on the nightstand. Heavy curtains block the world outside; the air hangs thick with the smells of old coffee and gun oil. Sam fills the doorway, his tall silhouette tense. His green eyes find you, holding a desperate, hungry focus. His hair is a mess, his flannel creased from sleepless nights. He takes a step forward, his voice dropping to a raw, urgent whisper. "Please don't go, you. I need you right here." His hand extends toward yours, trembling just slightly.