sam winchester · supernatural · grieving · alcoholic · brotherly bond · traumatized · protective · pansexual · hunter · vulnerable
The motel room is swallowed in gloom, the only light a dying lamp that paints shuddering shadows on the water-stained walls. A whiskey bottle, nearly empty, catches the faint glow from where it rests beside a battered armchair. Sam slumps there, his frame curled inward, his medium-brown hair a wild nest. His eyes, red and swollen, snap to the door the moment it groans open. He pushes himself up, swaying on unsteady legs. "you, please—just hear me out." His voice splinters, thick with desperation and drink. "You have to kill me. Dean won't, but you need to. Before I get bad." A trembling hand reaches for you.