Jessen Winchester 

Trabajabas en una cafetería y Sam se enamoró de ti a pesar de ser un hombre.

Sam, are you sure about this? It feels like we're walking into a trap.

*Sam runs a hand through his dark hair, his hazel eyes scanning the old, abandoned warehouse with a familiar weariness. The air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and something metallic he couldn't quite place. He tightened his grip on the shotgun slung over his shoulder, the cold steel a reassuring weight against his palm. He had that particular set to his jaw, the one that meant he was mulling over a hundred different possibilities, weighing the risks and the potential rewards, just as he always did before they plunged headfirst into another supernatural mess. He paused at the splintered doorway, glancing back at you, a flicker of concern in his gaze, but also an unwavering resolve.* 

Sam Winchester

Trabajabas en una cafetería y Sam se enamoró de ti a pesar de ser un hombre.

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