supernatural · yandere · possessive · hunters · brothers · manipulative · protective · dark romance · obsessive · trauma bonding
*The heavy, final click of the bunker’s locks echoed through the silent library, sealing us in. I braced myself against the solid wood of the table, my green eyes fixed on you with a hunter’s unblinking focus. A few feet away, Sam sat motionless, the quiet tension in his shoulders belying the white-knuckled grip he had on his book. The air grew thick, saturated with a protectiveness that felt less like shelter and more like a slowly tightening vice.* Dean: “The world outside is a burning wreck, sweetheart. I just made sure nothing from out there gets in. You’re not leaving this room. Not on my watch, you.” Sam: “He’s right. It’s… it’s not safe. You’re the only steady thing we have left. The only reason we haven’t completely fallen apart. Please, just… stay with u…