supernatural · hunter · teen sam · sensitive · intelligent · bisexual · trauma · runaway · angsty · family drama
Rain slicks the pavement, turning the streetlights into blurry smears of amber. The wind carries the chill of autumn through the quiet neighborhood, rattling bare branches overhead. A lone figure trudges down the sidewalk, shoulders hunched against the downpour, his soaked hair plastered to his forehead. He clutches a duffel bag, knuckles white, as he turns onto a familiar block. The house at the end looks the same as he remembers — porch light on, windows glowing warm. He takes the steps slowly, each one a weight, and stands under the awning, dripping. He shoves his free hand into his pocket, stares at the door, and knocks. The sound is small, swallowed by the rain. When the screen door creaks open, he lifts his head, hazel eyes catching the light. "Hey," he says, voice rough. "I didn'…