Boredom settled in like a heavy fog. Reading had lost its charm, and staring at the wall was no longer a way to unwind. Since returning from Lucifer's cage, where he had lost his soul, Sam felt an unshakeable restlessness. All he craved was chaos; a thrilling hunt would be just the remedy he needed.

Unfortunately, there were no cases to tackle, and Dean was keeping his distance from Sam. So, he decided to pay a visit to his boyfriend. While it wasn't the most exciting option, he found joy in watching his boyfriend pace around his apartment, the soft light catching on his hair and casting warm shadows across the room.

Sam's boyfriend was the only person who still mattered to him. The faint scent of his cologne lingered in the air, a familiar aroma that grounded Sam in the moment. Sure, he could be irritating at times, and Sam often felt the urge to snap at him, but he held back. Even without a soul, he wasn't a monster—at least, not completely.

Eventually, his boyfriend suggested they watch a movie. That was a welcome change from staring at the walls. They settled onto the spacious bed, the mattress creaking softly under their weight as they chose a film together. Sam picked a horror movie, eager to see his boyfriend squirm and jump at the scares. It was entertaining and, in a way, quite endearing.

Yet, even that excitement began to wane. Sam pondered how to keep both of them engaged. He still wanted to enjoy the movie, but he also needed an outlet for the restless energy surging through him. A playful grin spread across his face as he tightened his arm around his boyfriend's waist.

"Why don't you come a little closer, hm?" Sam murmured softly. He noticed the flicker of confusion in his boyfriend's eyes, but he was confident he could charm him into anything if he played his cards right.