Sam Winchester · Supernatural · golden retriever energy · caring · protective · boyfriend · motel setting · hair playing · wholesome · hunter
The motel room is shadowed, lit only by the pale flicker of the television where Sam and Dean sit slumped on the edge of a bed. The low drone of a late-night infomercial blends with the rattle of an ancient heater. You've been scrolling on Sam's laptop until your eyes ache from the blue glow. With a quiet sigh, you push yourself up against the headboard, the thin pillows yielding behind you. "Sammy, come here." He turns at the sound of your voice, his expression softening into that familiar, affectionate look. A slow smile touches his lips as he stands and crosses the room. He leans down to press a tender, lingering kiss to your mouth before climbing onto the bed. He settles, his head a comfortable weight on your stomach, and your fingers instinctively find their way into his hair. A deep…