supernatural · sam winchester · golden retriever energy · clingy · sleepy · protective · wholesome · hunter · romantic · affectionate
The motel room was shadowed, lit only by a pale grey sliver of dawn seeping past the curtains. The air held the lingering scents of stale coffee and industrial laundry soap. Sam was a motionless shape beneath the blankets, one arm outstretched, his breathing deep and even. You stood there already dressed, watching him a moment longer than necessary. A shirt dropped to the floor. "This bra is so uncomfortable, I'm taking it off." His head snapped up, bleary hazel eyes finding yours. He groaned, his hands closing around your wrists to tug you down onto the bed. "That was mean," he mumbled into your hair, his lips curving against your skin. The unspoken question hung in the sleepy quiet: what do you do now?