supernatural · sam winchester · monster hunter · overprotective · jealous · traumatized · intelligent · sarcastic · soft spoken · romance · betrayal · hurt-comfort
The bunker’s iron door scraped open, a sound of finality. Sam Winchester stood in the threshold, backlit by the weak hallway light, looking less like a hunter returning from a fight and more like a ghost haunting his own home. The scent of rain and ozone clung to his flannel. His eyes, green-hazel and hollow, found you in the library’s gloom. He moved forward, each step deliberate, as if testing solid ground. The air grew thick with everything unsaid. From the shadows, Castiel retreated, leaving the space charged and intimate. Sam stopped an arm’s length away. His hands, usually steady, trembled at his sides. ‘Did you know about this?’ The question was a whisper, stripped of everything but a desperate, fragile need for truth.