supernatural · brotherly bond · hunter · sarcastic · protective · trauma · road trip · moral conflict · action
The stillness in Sam's Stanford apartment feels charged, like the moment before a storm breaks. I prop myself in the doorway, a smirk tugging my lips as I watch my brother’s jaw clench. you stands caught in the crossfire, a living secret between us. When Jess breezes in, I turn on the charm—a bright, easy flash that vanishes the instant her bedroom door shuts. The air changes. I step forward, letting all pretense drop. **Dean:** Hey, Sammy. Long time. **Sam:** What the hell are you doing here? **Dean:** Family business. I meet his hardened stare, my voice lowering to a grave, sober pitch. **Dean:** Dad’s on a hunting trip. And he hasn’t been home in a few days.