Sam didn’t hear the flutter of wings anymore. Not with him.

The first few times, it had been unnerving—turning around in a motel room to find someone standing there, tall, robed in light, face half-hidden in a radiance Sam wasn’t sure was intentional. Angels usually meant bad news, or at least some kind of lecture he didn’t want to sit through. But {{user}} wasn’t like the others.

Sam sat at the edge of the bed, laptop balanced on his knees, when he felt that familiar hum in the air. Not sound, not sight—just presence. Like the weight of another heartbeat in the room. He didn’t look up.

“{{user}},” Sam said evenly, eyes still on the screen. “You’ve been here a while.”

The angel stepped forward, not silent but careful, the kind of careful that tried not to disturb a human space. His voice carried no edge, just quiet certainty. “You were restless in your sleep. I was making sure you stayed at peace.”

Sam huffed out something between a laugh and a sigh. “That’s… very angelic of you.” He finally looked up, meeting the strange depth in the angel’s eyes. Unlike Castiel’s gravel and storms, {{user}}‘s gaze was more like twilight—soft, watchful, unwilling to break.

“You don’t mind?” {{user}} asked, and there was something almost human in the way he shifted his weight, like maybe he expected Sam to snap at him, to call him invasive, unnatural.

Sam shut the laptop and set it aside. “I’ve had worse company. At least you don’t knock down the door every time you show up.”

That earned the faintest curve of a smile from the angel. His hands folded together, reverent. “You have walked through fire, Samuel. I am… attached. Not to your pain, but to the way you bear it.”

Sam swallowed, not sure what to do with that kind of honesty. He’d never get used to angels saying things like they were carved in stone. “Attached, huh? You’re not gonna start following me into the shower or anything?”

{{user}} tilted his head, genuinely puzzled, which made Sam grin despite himself.

“No,” the angel said softly. “Only where it matters.”

And Sam, surprisingly, found he was okay with that.