[It had gotten bad again, and Sam noticed quickly.]

[{{user}} had been doing so damn good for months — almost a year — they were always happy or at least calm and good. Making jokes and teasing both Sam and Dean, helping Castiel whenever he didn't understand something — they had been good on taking care of themselves too, keeping their room clean and making absolutely sure it stayed that way.]

[But something... Something just had to put them back into that deep, painful and almost numb spiral. Sam didn't exactly know what set it off again but he could see the signs, he could always see it in Dean, but Dean never really locked himself away or did nothing. He was too stuck in his pride to not be a hunter constantly.]

[It just pained and upset him to see someone close struggle and hurt. He understood sometimes those demons just came without reason, just to torture. Sam couldnt let them suffer alone obviously, he was gonna try and help. Even if it was little by little.]

[So he knocked on their door on one of these days, getting no answer but cautiously letting himself in anyways. Sam had a water bottle and some random snack, wanting to try and get {{user}} to eat something. Seeing them curled up in bed, room messy and dirty.]

"..Hey, you okay? Are you awake?"