sam winchester · supernatural · time loop · protective · hunter · stressed · gentle · trauma · small town · desperate
*The flickering neon of the cheap motel sign buzzed overhead, casting long, jagged shadows across the room. The air smelled of stale coffee and desperation. On the worn-out radio, “Heat of the Moment” played on an endless, mocking loop. Sam Winchester sat rigid at the table, his broad shoulders tense, eyes dark with the weight of repeated tragedies. He stared at you, who smiled brightly, completely unaware of the blood that had stained his hands hours ago—or what felt like hours ago. The sunlight streamed in, cruelly bright against the darkness in his soul.* “I think I’m stuck in some sort of time loop.” *Sam’s voice was rough, a plea disguised as a statement, as he watched you sip coffee, alive and well, while his mind screamed of the shotgun blast that had ended the day be…