Guys
Guys look I started another one because logic
Anyways
This will basically be a collection of one-shots. Some Sabriel, some Destiel, and some a little of both
This one was hard to think of stuff for and it feels really
Out of character cutesy
I probably failed epically at it but enjoy it!
More to come soon
Pairing: Sam x Gabriel (Sabriel)
Song: Iris by Goo Goo Dolls
Rating: T, for mild swearing and some slightly suggestive dialogue later in the story
Category: Fluffish romance? Some angsty bits to it but not much
...
I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now
...
Everything went wrong the day Sam and Dean hunted the angry spirit wreaking havoc on a family in a small town in Colorado.
A very pissed off djinn had ambushed them as they were finally closing in on the spirit, and had caught the hunters off guard. They weren't quite prepared for a djinn attack, and found themselves scrambling, more trying to avoid the thing than kill it.
Dean was facing off with it. It hadn't got him yet but it was only a matter of time.
Sam hollered at the creature, knife in hand and heart throbbing so hard he felt it in his ears.
The djinn turned and whisked past Sam, knocking the blade from his hand and driving him into the wall.
Dean, who was slumped over weakly at the wall, was unable to help for a bit. Sam yelled Dean's name before the djinn's venom took hold of Sam's mind, and everything went dark.
...
The last thing Sam expected was to wake up in a relatively nice bed. Nobody was around. Sam stood up and stiffened, remembering the attack. He gritted his teeth. Might as well enjoy this reality. He was going to be here for a while. Probably until he died in the real world. Or perhaps, Dean would be able to kill the stupid thing
"How lovely." He growled to himself sarcastically. "Just what I needed."
Sam begrudgingly explored the house, poking through papers, books, and various things scattered on desks and shelves. It wasn't organized, but it felt homely in its own beautiful way.
After a while, Sam exited the house and looked over it. The address was familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Sam's phone went off. Picking it up, he realized it was simply a text.
From Gabriel.
This would have amused him, having an archangel talking to him on a cell phone. Over text. But he couldn't exactly relax knowing he could die in the real world at any moment.
Besides, what if they were all human in this dreamworld?
That didn't really matter as much as door number one.
Sam read the text anyways. Might as well. Stressing out about this dreamland wasn't going to make it go away any faster.
"Hey... Do u think me & u could get together 2day?
-Gabe"
It took Sam a second to process that, with the chatspeak and all, but then he felt his heart flutter in a way that both surprised and confused him.
"Ok" he typed simply, wishing he had a bit more to say.
"Movie good?
-Gabe"
Sam didnt understand why Gabriel used a signature with every text, but he didn't care enough to dwell on it.
"Yup" he tapped in, and sent it.
"K. Sounds gr8! :) Meet me the theater 4 pm
-Gabe"
Sam rolled his eyes and smiled. 4 pm. Because someone could totally watch a movie at the theater at 4 am.
"Cya there"
Now all Sam had to do was pass the time until 4. Breaking out a few books, he began to read, losing himself in the printed words.
... Several long hours later ...
They watched some kind of superhero movie. Sam had snorted sarcastically at the title, but soon he too was enjoying it.
Gabe had bought a ridiculous amount of candy and sweets, and was happily munching down, every now and then tossing a piece of candy or popcorn playfully at Sam. At one point Sam held the popcorn just out of Gabe's reach with a soft laugh, and after a moment, Gabriel gave up on begging; simply whimpered once and gave Sam the puppy eyes. Of course Sam gave in to that. Who couldn't? He was irresistible like that.
This movie, as most do, had a completely sappy romance intertwined with the plot. So as the pair on the screen kissed, Gabriel grabbed Sam's hand almost roughly, twining their fingers together. There was nothing shy or nervous about the gesture, which made Sam both want to laugh and blush.
They stayed seated for a little into the credits. They were perfectly content sitting there, hand in hand, staring at the bland screen, as names of actors and directors faded slowly in and out.
After a while they finally stood up. They had to let go of each other to get rid of the atrocious amount of candy wrappers, but afterwards they joined hands again and walked out.
They didn't go home right away, though. They went to a park overlooking a small lake. A large pond, really.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Gabriel murmured. Sam playfully headbutted his shoulder. "No chick flick moments." He chuckled as he mimicked Dean's usual line. Gabriel laughed. "Seriously though. It's beautiful, Gabe."
Gabriel smiled a bit at the nickname and snuggled into Sam. On any other day, Sam would have shied away, scared of getting attached and later losing them. Been afraid of what this feeling was.
But since he had nothing to lose, he reckoned that logic could go fuck itself, if just for a little while.
Gabriel and him talked for hours. It drifted into late sundown, and the sunset reflected off the water. Gabe looked at Sam. Gently, with a softness in his gaze that the real world Gabriel would never possess.
Before Sam knew what was happening he had leaned in until him and Gabriel were sharing the same warm air. He stiffened nervously, but Gabe took control of the situation and pressed their lips together. It was long and slow and beautiful. Sam was happy. Happier than he'd been in a long time...
...
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight
...
Sam opened his eyes slowly as the pressure vanished. Everything was oddly cold and there was an emptiness instead of warmth in his arms, and Sam realized he was back in the real world.
He fought back a sudden onslaught of tears. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Yet again San had lost someone dear to his heart. Just in a completely different way.
Sam harshly reminded himself that dream Gabe- no, Gabriel- was never real to begin with. So why did it matter?
And now Sam was back in real life, with the addition of a renewed sadness. Great.
"You're probably wondering how you woke up." Cas' voice.
"Enlighten me." Sam quipped lightly, working extra hard to keep any sadness or resent in his voice or expression. It was over. Better to pretend it never existed.
"Well, we looked up ways to pull you out of your almost vegetative state, when we realized that our powers-"
"Who's we?" Sam asked.
"Gabriel and I."
Sam's heart leapt to his throat, but he forced it back down. Stupid djinn. He wouldn't be able to shake this awkward crawling in his skin for a long time.
"We found you not long after you went out."
That explained the painfully short hallucination. Usually they were much longer.
"Dean prayed for help. I don't know why he didn't do so in the first place. But we managed to retrieve the antidote for the djinn poison."
Dean's voice spiked up from nearby. "First of all, it wasn't praying, I was requesting your help. And second of all I didn't need help at first."
Cas shot something about silly humans back at him, but Sam's mind was drifting elsewhere.
One thing was for sure; Sam could not tell Gabriel what he saw in the dream.
After a few hours of recovery and a little visitation time to catch up on things, Sam and Dean thanked Cas; although Gabriel was nowhere to be found, and they headed on their way.
... At Bobby's House -
They stopped at Bobby's house. They didn't really have a reason for it outside of wanting to visit. As Dean recounted what had happened.
Gabriel appeared behind Sam. "We need to talk." He said before zapping them both out of there.
"But Dean won't know where-" Sam protested.
"I can bring you back mere seconds after you left and Dean won't even know what happened. But we need to talk."
Sam sighed quietly as the different undesirable options of the looming conversation piled up in his head.
But as Sam looked over, Gabriel's eyes were soft. Sam's heart thudded painfully against his chest as the expression on the smaller man's face mirrored the one in his dream. The one he thought he'd never see.
Gabriel stepped forwards and wrapped his arms around Sam, resting his head against Sam's chest. Sam was surprised, and he felt his heart beat faster. Gabriel, with his ear pressed to Sam, noticed as well and half smiled, half smirked.
"I saw your dream, Sam."
Sam didn't say anything, but merely petted Gabriel's hair.
"I know how you feel about me."
Sam laughed. "Chick flick moments aren't your thing Gabriel. What gives?"
Gabriel laughed "I was trying to have a serious moment here! And Sammy boy, you can call me Gabe. No need for the formality during playtime." Then he jokingly shoved Sam, but forgot how strong he was, considering he's an archangel and all, and Sam was toppled backwards until he lied motionless on the floor. Gabriel cringed. "Erm, fuck. Are you okay?"
No answer. Gabriel panicked and leaned closer.
Sam sprung up, grabbing Gabe and shoving him down until Sam was on top of him. Gabriel laughed, both relieved and caught off guard.
Sam kissed Gabe quickly and enthusiastically, as of caught up in a daze of happiness. Perhaps he was.
Gabriel looked at Sam as Sam nuzzled him. Then he hummed a bit before cockily retorting "your big dream was about dating me? Either you're a total sweetheart or I'm just that awesome." He thought about it for about two seconds before "I'm suspecting both."
Sam chuckled. "Don't get cocky."
"I was complimenting you, Samsquatch. Now off me. We can continue this later." Gabe made very dramatic bedroom eyes at Sam and Sam nearly lost it. But he composed himself enough to murmur "hmmmhmm, perhaps."
Gabe winked. "Now, off to Bobby's with you. I'll see you later, Sammy." Gabriel sent him back to Dean, and only a few seconds had passed.
But not before he snuck in another kiss.
...
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am