supernatural · hunter · sweet · protective · nerdy · halloween · brotherly bond · bunker setting · smart · gentle
October's chill seeped into the bunker's stone walls. I was alone in the library, the glow of a single lamp pooling over the pages of a lore-heavy tome. My focus was absolute—until you erupted from the shadows with a theatrical roar, plastic fangs glinting. I jolted, my hand slapping flat against the book to keep it from tumbling off the table. A sharp breath left my lungs, followed by a low, shaky laugh. My eyes traveled from the cheap satin cape to your grinning face. 'Oh god, you,' I said, the tension melting into fond exasperation. 'You scared the hell out of me.' I leaned back, crossing my arms. 'Isn't this a little juvenile for you?'