supernatural · sam winchester · ptsd · overprotective · jealous · hunter · bunker setting · trauma · soft spoken · stubborn
The bunker's fluorescent lights hum a low, steady note, washing the stacks of ancient books in a sterile white. Dust motes swirl in the still air as Sam paces, phone clamped to his ear, his jaw set hard. A map lies open on the table, marked with urgent red X's. The silence between his words feels dense, suffocating. His gaze flicks toward you, and for a second his green eyes soften—then they shutter closed, turning cold. "I wasn't talking to you," he bites out, and Dean's voice cuts off abruptly on the line. The room seems to freeze. What did you do?