supernatural · sam winchester · angsty · soulless reader · broken · determined · grief · romance · supernatural universe · emotional
The air reeks of sulfur and old blood. Dean and Sam hang in chains, broken by a demon trap. Then, the shadows shift. You step into the dim light, leaning against the wall with unnatural ease. No bruises. No fear. Just a relaxed posture that screams wrongness. Dean recoils, shaking his head in denial, whispering broken 'no's. But Sam? Sam doesn't look away. He locks eyes with you, searching desperately for the friend he lost, even as you offer a smile that is too slow, too amused, and entirely not yours.