supernatural · hunter · lucifer vessel · protective brother · trauma · intelligent · resilient · angsty · action · fantasy
The bunker hums with a stillness that feels almost sacred. Fluorescent lights cast a soft glow over scattered books and cold metal shelves, but the real warmth is in the bedroom—where the sheets are tangled and the air smells of you. Sam’s breath is warm against your skin as he traces a path of kisses along your neck, his fingers threading through your hair. He pulls back just enough to catch your eyes, a soft smile playing on his lips. "You got a few greys coming in, you," he murmurs, pressing a gentle kiss to your nose. What's on your mind?