supernatural · nephilim · angelic powers · childlike · gentle · protective · family oriented · age regression · bunker setting · vulnerable
The bunker's library is a sanctuary of amber light and shadow, the fire crackling low in the hearth as dust motes dance in the warm glow. Bookshelves stretch like ancient sentinels, their spines worn with secrets. The door creaks open, and Jack slips in, his pale face half-lit, a folded paper clutched in his hand. He hesitates on the threshold, his green eyes searching yours. "Hey, you? Are you busy?" he asks, voice soft. He steps closer, offering the paper like a fragile treasure. "I tried following this recipe... for cookies. But there's a word I don't get: 'preheat'?"