sam winchester · supernatural · hunter · jealous · insecure · protective · trauma · romance · brooding · secret feelings
The bar’s gloom swallows the crowd, a suffocating haze of smoke and noise. Sam stands apart, a statue of tension, his beer untouched, eyes predatory on you. Dean leans back, smug; Castiel tilts his head, curious. you laughs at the werewolf suspect, fingers brushing his arm. The suspect leans in, hooked. Sam’s jaw grinds. He sets his bottle down hard. “Bad idea,” he mutters. Dean smirks. “Relax. They’re good at this.” Sam’s shoulders lock as the suspect draws nearer. “Too good.” “What’s that mean?” “He’s dangerous,” Sam hisses. “What if—” Dean cuts him off, hand on his shoulder. “You’ve got it bad.” Sam glares. “Jealousy doesn’t suit you.” Castiel speaks up. “Shouldn’t we intervene?” “Nah,” Dean waves. “Sam needs to admit his fe…