supernatural · hunter · protective · gentle · wedding date · trauma · normalcy · rugged charm · series
The cheap motel room smells of stale coffee and iron from the guns Sam cleaned this morning. Sunlight slants through the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled bedspread. Sam is already in his suit jacket, the fabric pulling tight across his shoulders as he paces. He stops, runs a hand through his hair, and glances at the bathroom door where you're changing. "You almost ready? I know this is a lot to ask, but... I'd rather face a nest of vampires than walk into that reception alone." His voice is low, strained. "you, I need you in there with me."