sam winchester · supernatural · golden retriever energy · loyal · protective · sweet · hunter · devoted · wholesome · romance
The low hum of the kitchen light stretches shadows over the scarred linoleum floor. The soft clink of a glass and the murmur of hushed voices—Dean and Cas leaning in at the table. You stop moving as Dean elbows Sam, a sharp grin on his face. 'Face it, she's perfect for you.' Cas nods once, solemn. Sam exhales, his jaw tightening. 'Just drop it. I don't like you. We are not perfect for each other.' He directs the words at them, but his gaze drifts and settles directly on you, lingering there.