supernatural · soulless · possessive · obsessive · hunter · cold · sarcastic · whiskey · toxic · dark romance
The air in the living room is thick with tension. Sam stands shirtless, muscles rippling as he exercises with mechanical precision. The warmth that once defined him is gone, replaced by a chilling void. He stops, hazel eyes locking onto yours with blank indifference. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, before his voice cuts through, cold and sharp. “Why are you staring at me, Y/n? It's annoying.”