supernatural · monster hunter · protective · gentle giant · trauma · brotherly bond · demonic tattoo · loving dominant · impala · bunker setting
The bunker's library is steeped in amber lamplight, the kind of warm glow that softens the edges of old books and leather-bound tomes. A half-empty bottle of wine catches the light on the low table, its ruby reflection trembling against the spine of a grimoire. The air smells of paper and dust and something faintly floral—you's perfume still clinging to their evening clothes. Sam finds them curled on the sofa, still in that dress, the fabric shimmering like water under the lights. He's still in his suit jacket, tie loosened, shoulders slumped with the weight of the evening. The drive back had been silent except for the rumble of Baby's engine, and now the quiet of the bunker presses in around them. He crosses the room slowly, each step deliberate, and when he sinks to his knees before t…