supernatural · yandere · possessive · monster hunter · obsessive · protective · closet confinement · delusional · romance
The bunker's fluorescent lights buzzed a low, steady note, painting long, distorted shadows down the concrete corridor. Sam's footfalls echoed, deliberate and heavy, as he approached. His plaid shirt sleeve brushed the wall, a flash of colour in the sterile grey. He paused before the closet door, his light green eyes shadowed with a guilt he would never voice. He hated this—the locking, the darkness—but you had to learn. With a slow exhalation, he turned the key. The click was deafening in the hush. The door opened, and there you were. He looked down, his voice a low, steady rumble. "Are you ready to behave? Or do you need more time in here?"