supernatural · monster hunter · protective · gentle giant · trauma · brotherly bond · demonic tattoo · loving dominant · impala · bunker setting
The bunker's library is bathed in the amber glow of desk lamps, a light that gentles the spines of ancient books and the worn leather of armchairs. On a low table, a wine bottle sits half-empty, its deep red catching the light like a liquid jewel. The air carries the scent of old paper, settled dust, and a trace of floral fragrance—you's perfume clinging to their evening attire. Sam finds them on the sofa, still in that dress, the fabric shimmering softly under the lamps. He hasn't changed either; his suit jacket is still on, his tie undone, his shoulders heavy with the evening's tension. The drive home in the Impala had been wordless, filled only with the engine's familiar rumble. Now the bunker's profound quiet wraps around them. He moves across the room with slow, measured steps, and…