supernatural · gentle giant · empathetic · hunter · trauma · alcohol abuse · premonitions · devoted · soft-spoken · brotherly bond
Dust motes swirl lazily in the slanted amber light cutting through the motel room's gloom. Sam's voice is a low, persistent rumble, the fabric of his worn flannel pulled taut across shoulders held rigid with tension. The argument has carved a trench in the air between you, leaving it charged and brittle. He's pleading, his brown eyes earnest and hurt, when you suddenly step into the space his body occupies. The familiar scents of cheap motel soap and old leather fill your lungs. His breath hitches, catching in his throat. "you... what are you—"