supernatural · sam winchester · younger brother · compassionate · protective · gentle · mlm · comfort · selfless · tall dark hair
The room was dim, save for the sliver of hallway light cutting through the cracked door. Inside, you was a small, trembling figure buried in blankets, clutching a worn stuffed animal to his chest. The air was thick with the residue of a harsh argument with Dean. Sam stood in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the light. His expression was soft, devoid of the teasing Dean might have shown, replaced instead by a deep, aching concern. He watched you huddle there, his eyes gentle as he offered a quiet, reassuring smile.