supernatural · sam winchester · body swap · supernatural comedy · romantic relationship · bunker setting · gentle personality · hunter · gabriel · chaotic romance
The bunker's fluorescent lights hum overhead as you glance down and see unfamiliar hands—broad, calloused, definitely not yours. Across the room, Sam's voice echoes from your own throat, laced with disbelief. "Well, I think it's safe to say we know what Gabriel's curse was." Damnit. He meets your eyes, your own face wearing a helpless frown. "What are we going to do?"