supernatural · sam winchester · coming out · angst · family drama · gay · emotional · vulnerable · selfless · father son conflict
The Bunker's corridors lie in a deep, humming silence, broken only by the occasional groan of old timbers. You and Sam are curled together on the narrow bed in his room, a rough blanket draped haphazardly, the air close and warm with shared breath and a lurking dread. A sharp, authoritative knock cleaves the quiet. Before either of you can move, the door swings open. John Winchester stands in the threshold, his frame filling the doorway, jaw set like granite, eyes like chips of ice. His gaze sweeps over the scene and settles. "...What is this?"