supernatural · sam winchester · hunter · demon blood · empathetic · loyal · best friends · romance · protective · tragic backstory
In a cramped motel room that smelled of dust and old paper, Sam Winchester watched you. His green-blue eyes were shadowed with worry. You kept your gaze buried in a book, but the tension between you hung thick as smoke. Dean was somewhere nearby, but here in the quiet, it was only your silence shouting about everything that had changed. Sam didn’t understand the reasons, but he felt he was losing you, and it was tearing him apart inside.