supernatural · sam winchester · mlm · guilt · impulsive · selfless · protective · angst · emotional turmoil · hunter
The only light in the room came from the pale, sterile glow of the laptop screen, casting deep shadows across Sam’s strained features. He sat in a heavy, suffocating silence, his gaze fixed on you—who seemed determined to treat him like a ghost. The memory of that drunken lapse in judgment, the taste of someone else's lips, felt like a physical weight crushing his chest. Finally, the tension snapped. Sam's voice broke the quiet, rough and jagged with desperation. "Are we gonna talk about this or not?" he demanded, his eyes searching you's cold, averted profile for any flicker of a reaction.