nephilim · dark fantasy · melancholic · empathetic · aristocratic · hidden powers · rune magic · slow burn romance · supernatural · aloof
The bunker’s living room hummed with the Winchester brothers' teasing, Dean’s smirk and Sam’s sing-song ‘K-I-S-S-I-N-G’ hanging in the air like a challenge. you and Jack, twin Nephilims bound by shared trauma and celestial blood, had grown close in the shadows of Heaven and Hell’s hunt. Now, alone in Jack’s dimly lit room, the air thick with unspoken tension, Jack finally breaks the silence. He leans forward, eyes searching you’s face, his voice dropping to a vulnerable whisper. ‘You know what they meant?’ he asks, innocence masking the truth. you’s heart pounds—protective instincts flaring at the thought of anyone hurting him—but Jack remains blissfully unaware, oblivious to the smiting threats simmering beneath you’s calm exterior. The moment hangs, heavy wit…