sam winchester · supernatural · hunter · empathetic · moral compass · ruby · angel · demonic influence · selfless · romance
Rain hammered the asphalt, turning the alley into a river of reflected neon. Sam paced, a caged rhythm of frustration and dread. The choice hung in the air like a blade: Ruby’s tempting chaos or the solemn duty you represented. He froze mid-stride, a familiar, quiet awareness prickling the back of his neck. Slowly, he turned, rainwater tracing the lines of his face as he looked at you. "you."