Hey everybody! I decided to write a student/teacher Sabriel story now that my Destiel story is over with (oh there will be Destiel too, just toned down)! I've never written a story like this, but I hope it goes as well as I see it happening. Anyway! Enjoy and please review, fav, and follow! They mean the world to me!
Sam Winchester wiped down the counter. He flipped his shaggy brown hair out of his hazel eyes and then tucked the dish rag into one of the buckets of soapy water on one of the shelves below the counter. He stood up fully and stretched his 6'1'' body. At seventeen, Sam was still trying to get a better handle at his long limbs. He wasn't quite as gangly as he had been, but still was slightly awkward.
"You ready, Sam?" Kevin Tran, a small Asian boy, called over before flipping the sign to open and unlocking the door. The two of them worked together at his mother's restaurant/bakery, Sage's Sage. It was a fun job, and now, it had been even better since Sam got to hang out with his best friend all summer. The two were about to start their senior year at Kripke High School, one of the most prestigious schools in Kansas, in about two weeks.
The morning started out slow, picked up a little bit in the early afternoon, and then was slow again. Sam and Kevin were talking about their plans for the evening when somebody walked in. They looked at each other.
"Your turn, dude. I helped the last guy." Kevin walked back into the kitchen to talk with the cook, Garth Fitzgerald. The man that walked in sat on a stool and Sam walked over to him.
"Hello, sir, may I help you?" Sam smiled at the top of the man's dirty blonde head as he read the menu. The man picked up his head and Sam was met with a pair of whiskey colored eyes. The man smiled back. Sam caught his breath slightly, the smile never leaving his face.
"Actually, I was wondering what you would recommend?" Sam continued to stare at the man, pretending to think.
"Depends. If you've got a sweet tooth, we've got some of the best chocolate chip pancakes in the state."
"Ah, a man after my own heart. I'll take an order of those." The man handed Sam the menu.
"Sure thing, anything to drink?"
"Surprise me." Sam nodded and ran into the kitchen to tell Garth the man's order. He then came back to get the man a glass of soda. "Thanks, Sam." Sam was confused for a moment, until he looked down at his nametag and chuckled to himself.
"Kinda my job, sir." The man rolled his eyes.
"They call me Gabriel."
"Oh yeah? Who's they?" Sam replied cheekily.
"Lots of people." Gabriel smiled and then took a drink of his soda. "Mmmm…Cherry Coke. You really are after my heart, aren't ya, Sammy?" Sam felt a blush creep up to his cheeks. It wasn't like he didn't find the man attractive (Sam was bisexual, after all), but the man was obviously older than him. Sam was about to tell him that he didn't like being called 'Sammy' when Garth rang the bell for the order. Sam walked back to the window to the kitchen, grabbed the plate, and then dropped it in front of Gabriel. Gabriel took a bite and closed his eyes along with a moan (that may or may not have made Sam blush more).
"You weren't joking about these pancakes, were ya kid?" Gabriel smiled. "My compliments to the chef."
"Thank you!" Garth yelled through the window.
"I'll let you finish your meal in peace." Sam walked around the restaurant, cleaning up booths, and refilling napkin holders.
"I think I'll be coming back here." Gabriel said when Sam walked back over to check on him.
"Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah, Sammy." Gabriel set down money and stood up.
"You know, I don't like being called 'Sammy'."
"You'll get used to it." Gabriel winked at Sam before walking out of the diner.
"He seemed nice." Kevin said, finally coming out of the kitchen.
"Yeah, he did." Sam began clearing the area when he noticed a napkin that had a phone number on it.
785-555-7816 Give me a call sometime, Sammy. –Gabriel
Sam reddened and stuffed the napkin in his pocket. He had had people do that before, but usually it was girls around his age.
"I saw that." Kevin said behind him, causing him to jump. Kevin knew about Sam liking both genders, but never said anything to anybody. He would listen when Sam was having his problems though. "Don't you think the guy was a little…I dunno, old for you?" Sam shrugged and took the plates back into the kitchen to load them in the dishwasher.
The rest of Sam's shift was easy, and Kevin didn't bring up the phone number again. Sam finally went home to the house he shared with his older brother, Dean, but Dean wasn't home. He was probably on a date with his boyfriend, which meant that Sam was on his own for dinner. Sam made himself some leftovers and then glanced at the phone number written on the napkin that 'Gabriel' had left. You were supposed to wait three days right? So, if he didn't come in in the next three days, yeah, maybe Sam would call him. Ok, definitely call him.
Gabriel Novak opened another box and began to unpack it. He sort of just had things in piles right now, his brother was supposed to be here helping him, but something more important came up it looked like. Gabriel had just moved to Lawrence, Kansas to teach English at Eric Kripke High School. His friend, Chuck Shurley, was the principal of the school, so when he had called Gabriel about the job in the English department, he jumped at the chance. He had graduated from Kansas State University in Manhattan, so moving home to Lawrence wasn't that hard. He had taught at a high school in Manhattan for two years, but Kripke was a much better school and gave much better pay.
Gabriel pushed his long hair out of his face when there was a knock at the door. He stood up and answered the door. It revealed his younger brother, Castiel. His dark hair was windswept and his blue eyes were squinting slightly.
"Cassie! What took you so long to get here?" Gabriel noticed his brother's cheek flush as he came inside.
"I just, had to take a bus. It looks like you're almost done."
"Why didn't you drive your car?" Gabriel raised an eyebrow. He knew that Castiel had been seeing somebody, but if Castiel wasn't ready to talk about it, then fine.
"What do you want me to do?" Castiel avoided the question completely. Gabriel rolled his eyes and gave his brother instructions.
"So what did you do all day?" Gabriel shrugged as he began folding clothes again.
"Went to Sage's and had some pancakes, gave my number to one of the cute waiters there, then I came back and started unpacking again."
"Has he called you?"
"Nah, but I'm going to bug him until he does." Gabriel smiled. Castiel mumbled something in the kitchen that sounded like 'you do that'. The two continued unpacking and catching up until it was almost one in the morning. They collapsed on the couch and glanced around. Everything was put away, but things weren't hung up yet, and Gabriel hadn't gotten his TV or cable or internet set up, so they mostly were sitting in quiet.
"Come on, Cassie, why won't you tell me his name?" Castiel sighed and looked over at his brother.
"I don't want to, but he's the reason I was late. Sorry, he uh…isn't the easiest guy to uh…calm down." Gabriel burst out laughing.
"Your boyfriend is a horn dog!" Castiel's eyes widened and his face became red immediately.
"No…he….shut up, Gabriel." Castiel grumbled. Gabriel snickered.
"I like him already. Can't wait to meet him, Cassie."
"Yeah, that won't happen for a while." Gabriel knew his brother had always been secretive about his relationships, especially since he didn't come out until he was a sophomore in college, a couple of years ago. Castiel had just graduated from Kansas University, so he'd only been out for two years. Gabriel, however, had been out since he was fourteen (almost ten years) and he had played the field for a while.
"So, you know about the gay clubs around here right? Tell me all about them."
"Oh no, you can do all of that yourself. I have no idea."
"Aw, don't lie to me, Cassie! You obviously met your little boyfriend somewhere." Gabriel knew that his brother hadn't met his boyfriend at a club because Castiel would probably never step foot in one, unless Gabriel could (and would) somehow get him to agree to it.
"A coffee shop. Now stop, I'll let you meet him when the time is right."
"Yes, boss." Gabriel looked around his apartment again and then looked at his brother. "So, since you took a bus and they're not running anymore, why don't you sleep on the couch? We can go back to Sage's in the morning."
"Fine, but I think it's a little weird that you want me to go meet this guy with you."
"Fine, but once you see him, you won't think it's weird." Gabriel stood up and stretched.
"Sure, brother, sure." Gabriel threw a pillow and blanket to his younger brother and went to his new bedroom to fall asleep thinking about shaggy hair and hazel eyes.