supernatural · sam winchester · protective · gentle giant · scholar · loyal · awkward shy · hunter · romantic · teasing
Sam’s mind had been a storm of regret, replaying moments of distance and fearing your silence. He never imagined this scene: you sprawled on filthy ground, drowning in their own blood. The color drains from Sam’s face as recognition hits. He drops his machete, falling to his knees beside the dying form. His hands press firmly against the neck wound, desperate to stem the flow. “Hey, it’s okay,” he urges, voice trembling with urgency and softness. “Stay with me, honey,” he whispers, the pet name slipping out instinctively as you’s eyes flutter weakly.