Day 2: The Ice Cream
Now, Sam had always liked "movie-nights", the days when he and Gabriel would relax together on the couch with some ice cream and a movie. The days they could find to escape all the crazy that was their life, Gabriel would transport them to a small pocket universe and they'd stay there for at most three to four days. Since a lot of the demons had quieted down for the time being, the boys got to relax more often, though Sam would rather not know what Cas and Dean did in their spare time.
He was busy setting up the movie in their moderately simple front room, when Gabriel plopped down on the couch next to him, "Ice cream?" Gabriel suggested, and really, the last thing Sam needed was a hyper archangel running around because contrary to popular belief, though they might be "higher beings" or whatever, they could still have sugar rushes…except when Gabriel had a sugar rush…no, Sam really couldn't even think about it, he still needed Cas to wipe his mind from the last incident.
Gabriel guessed that by the look Sam gave him the answer was a 'no'. Queue sad puppy eyes, and Dean thought –Sam- had that look perfected, yeah well Sam had nothing on Gabriel's.
"Pleeeeease Sammy, c'mon I promise to do that thing that you like you know the-"
"Tonight?"
"Yeeeep."
"Mkay." Sam agreed, and he wasn't completely proud of his decision but it was Gabriel here, he was finding that it wasn't as easy to say no to him as it was to say no to Dean or Castiel.
It took about five minutes for Gabriel to make up the ice cream, and the previews for other movies were just starting to finish up. As Sam reached the kitchen and saw what Gabriel had prepared in the two bowls, his stomach constricted slightly.
In the bowls were two maybe three scoops of vanilla ice cream with chocolate and caramel drizzle, several spoonful's of chopped peanuts, rainbow sprinkles, chopped up bananas, crumbled bits of Oreos, covered with whipped cream and topping that were about five cherries. Sam looked back up at Gabriel, "Uhm, what is this?" he asked, because Sam can honestly say that he'd never had ice cream that looked like –that-.
"It's ice cream Sammy, jeez."
"No Gabriel, that-" he motioned towards the bowl.
"-is diabetes in a bowl with a side of cavities." He mumbled, he was about to continue on with his little rant of exactly why it's bad to eat that all at once but Gabriel slid a spoon of the "ice cream" into his open mouth, and kissed him, not giving him a chance to spit the revoltingly sweet stuff into the sink.
The taste of sugary ice cream mixed with Gabriel's mouth on his was actually a taste he felt he could get used to, and upon the occasion wouldn't mind all that much. Gabriel broke away with a satisfied smirk, using the spoon to put a dab of whipped cream on Sam's nose, only to kiss/lick it off.
"And that is just a preview of things to come." Gabriel winked, moving towards the living room couch.
Sam realized maybe he could get used to this.
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