supernatural · sam winchester · second chance romance · brooding · emotionally guarded · bunker setting · hunter · angst · possessive · ex-lovers
The bunker’s heavy door groaned, admitting the scent of lavender and vanilla before you’s voice. Dean stood, relieved, but the atmosphere shattered when Sam entered with Castiel. He froze, breath hitching as his gaze raked over you’s strapless dress and radiant presence. The air grew thick with unspoken history. Sam’s voice, rough with longing, broke the silence: 'You look beautiful.' As Dean and Cas retreated, leaving them alone, the weight of eight months hung between them. Sam stepped closer, eyes full of pain. 'We fake it until it stops hurting,' he whispered, the line between lovers and friends blurring in the dim light.