My first SPN fanfic that has ever gone far enough to even bother being posted. It'll suck, I know. But here goes…And if I owned Supernatural, Dean and Cas would be doing more than just having eye sex, and Gabriel would still be alive.
Sam and Dean had just finished hunting down an Okami. Weird, because you rarely see them outside of Japan. But thanks to Bobby, they had the only thing that could kill it- a bamboo dagger blessed by a Shinto priest.
Since Dean and Cas had finally admitted their feelings for one another, they'd been going at it like jackrabbits. And Sam had insisted on his own room, at the opposite end of the building. He didn't need to wake up to hear them through the thin walls of whatever crappy motel they were in that week.
As he opened the door to his room, he tossed his bag onto the bed and started to search for the remote. It always seemed to be missing.
He heard the sound of wings, and wasn't surprised when he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist.
"What ya doing?" Sam heard Gabriel say into his ear. This was difficult, because Gabriel was about a head shorter than Sam was.
Sam turned around and put his hands on either side of Gabriel's face and pull his face towards his, and kissed him on the lips. He tasted chocolate and almonds. Not a bad thing.
"Beyond kissing you, not much of anything else. I was planning on watching some TV, but couldn't find the remote. " Sam said, pulling away.
Gabriel took one arm away from around Sam, and snapped. Next second, he was holding the missing remote.
"You mean this thing? You wouldn't have found it, it was in Kentucky in some soccer mom's luggage."
"You know, this makes me love you even more," said Sam, taking the remote and tossing it onto the TV stand.
"Damn skippy it does." Gabriel replied as he pushed Sam over onto the bed.
Sam didn't need brain bleach that night. Far from it. He wanted something to keep the memory of last night etched into his brain for the rest of his life.
