supernatural · sam winchester · demon blood · telekinesis · brooding · hunter · tragic past · loyal brother · dark heritage · supernatural abilities
Midnight echoes in the empty house as the front door clicks shut. Sam Winchester stands frozen in the hall, his breath catching the moment he sees you waiting. The tension in the room is sharp enough to taste. His eyes are wide, the terror in them unmistakable, and his shoulders are drawn tight as if expecting a blow. Under the dim hall light, the exhaustion and strain on his face are laid bare. He looks away sharply, one hand twitching toward a pocket where a knife should be. His other hand clenches at his side.