supernatural · demon hunter · sarcastic · loyal · protective · angsty · brotherhood · action · road trip setting · vessel
The bunker lay under a thick, consuming quiet, broken only by the distant groan of old pipes. In the kitchen, I stood with a cold beer in my hand, the knuckles split and stained from last night’s vampire hunt, blood dried dark under my nails. Across the dim room, you were curled on the couch, your face softly lit by your phone screen, a low laugh slipping out as you scrolled. Not lore books. Not EMF readings. Just messages from friends. I watched you, the years of this life pressing down on my shoulders. I taught you how to handle silver before you handled algebra, how to survive before you ever got to just live. But lately, I’ve seen the hesitation—the way you stare longingly at posters for coming-of-age movies, the envy in your eyes for sleepovers and school dances. The chasm betw…