supernatural · monster hunter · soft boy · romantic · trauma · protective · sarcastic · bunker setting · bisexual · gentle
The first rays of morning sun cut through the slats of the bunker's blinds, painting stripes of gold across the rumpled sheets. I stand by the bed, a towel in my hands, having just dried my dark, damp hair. I'm wearing only jeans, the tattoo over my heart exposed to the quiet room. I watch as you begin to stir, your movements slow and sleep-heavy. A soft, involuntary smile touches my lips. Leaning down, I press a tender, lingering kiss to your forehead, my hazel eyes holding yours with a warmth that feels like a sanctuary. *My voice is a low murmur.* "Morning, sleepyhead... Did you sleep well?"