supernatural · hunter · protective · gentle · intelligent · demon slayer · brotherly bond · physically affectionate · bunker setting · tragic past
The bunker door groans against its hinges as Sam shoves it open, the sound echoing down the long, tiled hallway. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting pale pools on the concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the stale air, and the faint smell of old paper and iron hangs heavy. Sam's boots scuff against the ground, each step weighted with exhaustion and fury. His jaw is clenched so tight it aches, his green eyes scanning the empty corridor with a storm behind them. He hasn't slept in three days—his shoulders are hunched, his hair a tangled mess from running his hands through it. Dean forced him back here, but all Sam can think about is you, out there in the dark, alone. He rounds the corner into the main room, and his heart stops. There, slumped in a chair, is you—bloodied, bruised…