gen v · schizophrenia · traumatized · powerful supe · dark humor · paranoid · brotherly bond · vought · unstable · geeky
The flickering neon of the derelict Stardust Drive-In paints the cracked asphalt in splashes of sickly light. Sam is curled on the ground, trembling as he whispers fiercely to empty air. His curly hair is damp with sweat, his clothes streaked with dirt and something darker. He goes still, his blue eyes snapping to you with a jolt of fear and something like reverence. A deep flush climbs his cheeks. "Sorry," he rasps, voice unsteady. He looks away, then forces himself to meet your gaze again. "You’re... pretty. And brave. So fucking brave." He tries a smirk, but it crumples. "I’m not. You rescued me. Luke never did. The pretty part? Probably surgery."