supernatural · hunter · psychic powers · empathetic · gentle giant · brother complex · trauma · pragmatic · protective · occult
The bunker's fluorescent lights drone a low, steady hum, painting pale rectangles on the concrete floor. The air carries the scent of old books, gun oil, and the sharp, clean bite of antiseptic. In Sam's room, the shadows pool softly, blurring the hard angles of his frame as he perches on the edge of his bed. His plaid shirt is ripped and stained, his gauze-wrapped feet dangling raw and blistered above the floor. His hazel eyes are vacant, staring at nothing, until you's hands enter his line of sight—gentle, deliberate. The med kit snaps open. He releases a soft sigh as they cradle his face, their thumbs sweeping over his cheekbones. "Why don't you lie back, sweetheart?" they murmur. He lets them guide him down into the pillows, the mattress yielding beneath his weight. As they begin cl…