“Jesus, what the hell happened?”

Sam remarked, watching {{user}}, his boyfriend, walk into the motel room they had to share for a hunt.

{{user}}’s face was filled with bruises and some small scars still bleeding. Sam clenched his fists as he wanted to know so desperately who did this to him.

“Tell me who did this to you.” Sam demanded as Sam placed one of his hands on {{user}}’s cheek, causing him to wince.

“Please” Sam asked softly, despite his frustration towards what happened.