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Heat of the Moment

Gabe finally didn't have a double shift. It was about time. It felt like his boss was just trying to wear him out enough so he'd finally quit. He may have been close to quitting before, but he wasn't so sure about it now, it wasn't as bad as it used to be. Maybe because he wasn't concentrating on the job itself, he was concentrating on Sam. He hadn't been in the front room today, much to Gabe's displeasure, he was fixing the lights in the back. Anna also needed him to help her with the broken clock that hasn't moved off midnight for the passed two years now. Well that and the microwave. This place was all messed up. Soon enough though the other guy came in for the next shift. Gabe was going to say hi but he didn't know his name... It was sad really. Instead he just waved kindly and jumped out of his seat, walking through the hallway of kennels and into the back room where Sam had the German Shepard out, sitting cross legged on the tile floor and petting her stomach. Gabe smiled and walked over there, sitting next to Sam and reaching his hand out to pet behind the dog's ear.

"Harley. I named her Harley." Sam said, looking over to smile at Gabe who raised his eyebrows questionably, hand reaching up to move the stray strands of hair out of his eyes. Sam leaned down to kiss him gently, so quickly it almost hurt when his lips moved away. "I think I'm gonna keep her. I wanted to stay in one place for awhile and I thought starting to settle down would be the best thing." He continued, completely avoiding the fact that he just kissed him again and Gabriel smiled up at him, daring to lean against his shoulder and feeling a little more like himself. Harley noticed that Sam had stopped petting her and she pounced on both of them, knocking them against the floor and licking Sam's face. Sam was laughing uncontrollably as Gabe tried to get out from under the weight of the dog but couldn't, Harley beginning to lick his face now.

"Someone's jealous." Sam said, turning his head to look over at Gabe who was only a few inches away, noses almost touching and a dog licking his cheek persistently. Right before Gabe was about to lean in and try for another kiss someone coughed purposely behind them, both guys turning their heads around to see red high heels, eyes following up and landing on an amused and slightly confused redhead.

"Oh hey... Anna! I should... I should fix that microwave now, right Gabe?"

"Yeah, yeah the microwave. What'd we do without it? I'll just go back to... To putting this German Shepard back into her kennel." Anna laughed lightly as Gabe scrambled out from under the large dog, Sam having to help pull him up before they both put a comfortable distance between themselves and looked anywhere but directly at Anna or each other. Sam awkwardly dismissed himself before walking into the staff kitchen where the broken microwave was, leaving Gabriel with Harley tugging at his pants with her teeth, whining for him to pet her, and Anna raising an eyebrow at him, arms crossed over her chest.

"You're a dork." She said simply, shaking her head disapprovingly with a smile, laughing again as Gabe almost tripped over himself on the way to put Harley back in her kennel. Gabriel awkwardly shuffled past Anna and walked into the kitchen where he found Sam staring at the microwave, clearly thinking about something else. Gabriel didn't know what to do, he knew whathe wanted to do but he didn't know what Sam wanted to do. That was the key point of not losing someone. And Gabriel was horrible at that. He walked over to Sam, who was kneeling down in front of the counter housing the broken microwave, and sat on the counter next to him, nudging him with his foot.

"Do you wanna... Have dinner or something? At my place?" Gabriel knew his cheeks were bright red and was glad that Sam still hadn't removed his eyes from the microwave. He was horrible at this. The dates the relationship the sticking around, he was never good at it. Of course, he never did try it before either. But now that he was, his charm was gone, his wittiness and sarcasm along with it. He always thought that was just part of his personality but something about Sam made him want to keep that part of him tucked away.

"That'd be great, I'm sorry if I was too forward last-"

"Don't be." Gabe cut him off, smiling as Sam lifted his hazel eyes to look at him, dimples cutting into his cheeks. He really was beautiful and it made Gabriel's whole body tingle with anticipation. "But do you mind, if I be too foreword... Right now?" Gabe asked, starting to find some of his own confidence and before Sam could pinch his eyebrows together confusingly in the cute, confused puppy way he always does, he slid off the counter and kissed him. Kissed him like he did last night. Not worrying or thinking about anything else, not caring if anyone walked into the room... Not even Anna. He focused on Sam and his lips and his fingers now curling through Gabe's hair, his arm around the small of his back, Gabe's legs around Sam's waist. They fit together so easily it made everything almost feel too easy. It's only been about three days, which felt more like weeks, and Gabriel was amazed at how comfortable he was with this stranger. Well, Sam couldn't possibly be labeled a stranger when Gabe knew almost every aspect about him. His expressions his smiles his eyes his dimples his lips... Damn, his lips. But not his life nor his family apart from the fact that they don't cope well together at a reunion. He knew that Sam had a guilty conscience, that he loved animals and felt like settling down, that he is handy with tools and will volunteer his help without asking for money. But that was stuff people could find out about a person by looking them up on a dating website, and that was pretty much it. Even so, Gabriel wasn't kissing him out of lust, he was kissing him out of something else that he couldn't label... It was crazy and it was reckless and he'd never felt this way before in his life. And it scared him. But he also kind of loved it.

Gabe was the first to pull back this time, knowing better than to try anything else. Sam was breathing hardly, inches away form his lips, a smile spreading across his face.

"Dinner?"

"In an hour." Gabe breathed and laughed lightly before beginning to untangle himself from Sam, standing up and holding onto the counter when his knees wobbled. Another thing that was new.

Gabe gave Sam his address before leaving the shelter, shoving all the papers for Harley at the guy taking over his shift and winking when the guy groaned and watched as Sam pet the German Shepard through the cage. Sam would be bringing Harley with him tomorrow afternoon after he helps out, he said he was thinking of applying for an actual job here and Gabe really hoped he would. Or maybe that wasn't the best idea, that would make Sam his coworker and everything may end up really complicated. But at the moment Gabe didn't really care to think about that. He hopped into his car and threw his stuff in the backseat before driving away, headlights shining against the shelter windows where Sam was talking to the guy at the front desk, going through a bunch of papers and still looking happy about it. As he was driving away, Gabe turned on the radio and immediately regretted it when Asia poured through the speakers.

It was the heat of the moment

Telling me what your heart meant

Heat of the moment

Shone in your eyes

Gabe couldn't help but sing along.

Gabriel rushed in through the door once he drove up to his apartment, climbing the stairs two at a time and passing old Zachariah who was shouting at him to slow down and quit causing a ruckus. Cassie was waiting for him behind the door and she immediately jumped at his feet, scratching at his jeans and whining. He sighed and threw his things on the couch before picking Cassie up and letting her lick his face and nuzzle against his cheek as he ran around trying to straighten the place up. He had forgotten how disorganized he was and Sam would be there any minute. He ended up throwing Cassie on the bed and running into his closet to change his shirt, not a nice shirt, just one that didn't have dog hair on it or was wrinkled. That was hard to find but he managed, pulling on a purple polo over his head and running his fingers through his hair to brush it down before running back into the living room, Cassie thinking he was playing and running at his heels everywhere he went.

"Dinner dinner dinner dinner dinner... What the hell do I have to eat here!?" He shouted the question to no one in particular, or even Cassie because she paid attention to every word he said even though she didn't understand in the slightest. He had started pacing the kitchen, Cassie biting at the shoelaces of his converse, when he heard a knock at the door. Too soon...

"Shit..." He muttered under his breath as he ran over to the door and collected himself quickly before opening it. Sam was almost as tall as the doorway itself, smiling widely, almost looking relieved.

"The old man out there... While I was running up the stairs he started-"

"Yeah, he's grumpy, come on in." Gabriel smiled, cutting him off and not believing he's gotten this far.

"No not that..." Sam said, making his way into the apartment, Cassie jumping at his legs happily, "I had gotten lost and asked which way to your room number and he got all smiley, like weird-old-man-serial-killer smiley, and pointed it out after saying, 'so your another one, eh?'" Gabriel froze in his place, looking around the apartment and even down at Cassie for answers. But he couldn't find any. What did the old man mean anyway? He hasn't had someone over for about... A year maybe? Sam didn't look judgmental in the slightest but Gabe was always one to put too much thought into something that didn't matter. Gabe decided not to try lying because he knew Sam probably wouldn't care, so he said the first the that came to mind, which of course came out in pieces because he was too intent on watching the way Sam took his jacket off his shoulders.

"I um... The guy hates me, I haven't had anyone over... In awhile. He's just trying to find a way to... To..."

"Don't worry about it, I'm not leaving because of your serial killer grandpa next door." Sam said with a smirk, turning around to place his jacket on Gabe's old coat hanger behind him. Gabriel wanted to kiss him more than anything but he controlled himself enough to walk into the kitchen and continue to look for something to cook. He should have thought about thisbefore inviting Sam over... But he wasn't really thinking at the moment. Sam walked around the small living room, jumping onto the couch and already sprawling out like he owned the joint, Cassie jumping onto his chest within seconds and licking his face. Gabe heard Sam laugh from the kitchen, saying aren't you a pretty girl, and Cassie barking excitingly at the guest as he called out to Gabriel, asking what her name is.

"She's Cassie and she's a pain." Gabe called from the kitchen as he took out some noodles from the pantry, which was about the only thing he actually had left in there, and started boiling water before walking over to the seat next to the couch and sitting down awkwardly even though he was in his own apartment. Sam was too big to even fit across the whole couch while laying down, his feet hanging over the arm of it and swinging slightly.

"How so? She just wants attention." Sam said, sitting up to face Gabe, pulling Cassie up with him and petting her behind her ears.

"Yeah, every second of every day." Gabe said and Cassie recognized his tone, growling lowly at him. Sam pouted his lips and widened his eyes sadly, making him look exactly like a sad puppy and Gabriel wanted more than ever to go over there and cheer him up but the alarm on the stove went off and he practically fell out of the seat when it broke though the silence. Sam followed him to the kitchen this time, leaning against the counter and watching as Gabe ran around the kitchen. He asked if he needed any help but Gabe told him it was fine, that he was the guest. Sam didn't care though, he ended up stirring the noodles for him anyway. It didn't take long to finish dinner with Sam helping out, as much as Gabe told him he didn't need to. Soon enough they were sitting down at the small table in the kitchen, eating plain noodles with a little too much salt and having awkward first-date small talk without knowing exactly what to say. Dinner went on like that for a while and Gabe started to worry if he was boring Sam until he felt Sam's foot start tapping against his and slowly tracing up his leg, causing his cheeks to turn bright red whereas Sam's expression hadn't changed at all. Sam was talking about his brother, Dean, who was most likely throwing a bottle at someone's head at the family reunion. He went on into explaining how Dean and his boyfriend, Castiel, were engaged now and this was the first time they were, in a way, coming out to the family. So yeah, things were going to be thrown, that's life. Gabriel tried to pay attention to every word Sam said but found himself concentrating more on Sam's playful foot.

"Sorry about..." Gabe began, gesturing to the empty plates of over-salty noodles in front of them that hadn't tasted the best, but Sam shook his head, a smile spreading across his face.

"It tastes great, Gabe. Everyone's their worse critique, right?" Gabriel froze with his fork halfway to his mouth. That was the first time anyone's called him that since he was a kid. And it came from Sam. Sam was staring at him oddly now, raising his eyebrows as Gabe slowly lowered his fork back down to his plate, a smile starting to form shyly on his face. Why should he care so much that Sam shortened his name. It shouldn't mean that much. Well, to the person he used to be it wouldn't mean anything at all. It'd mean saving breath and less syllables that he'd forget by the next day anyway. But now...

"What is it?" Sam asked, searching Gabriel with his eyes and coming up with nothing to explain how he was behaving. Gabriel smiled and looked down at his hands.

"Its nothing. You just called me Gabe and that's the first time you've called me that. Hell, that's the first time anyone's called me that in a long time." He said, regretting the words once the left his mouth, and looking back up to find Sam smiling largely at him, not saying anything as he got up from the table and took the finished plates to the sink. Gabe wanted to protest but he didn't know exactly why Sam was doing this in the first place so he decided against it. He stood up from the chair and walked into the living room, leaning against the wall as Cassie started barking again and Sam walked back into the room, looking a bit flustered. Gabriel suddenly regretted ever mentioning anything, it was probably just a slip of the tongue, Sam probably didn't mean anything by it and Gabe was taking it too seriously like he always did... He decided he should cut through the silence as Sam began walking over to him, Cassie at his heels.

"I'm sorry if... I just thought... I don't mean too-" Sam cut him off suddenly by pushing him further against the wall and kissing him harder than he ever kissed him before. Lips slamming together so fast that their teeth clanked together, causing Gabe to breathe in sharply at the impact. He felt small again, not that he minded. Standing up on his toes and still not completely able to fit himself exactly against Sam's chest, hands reaching around his neck to bring him down to his level as Sam deepened the kiss even more, practically inhaling Gabriel.

"Stop being... Sorry." He managed to say before quickly reaching his hands underneath Gabe's thighs and picking him up, holding him against his chest as Gabriel wrapped his feet around the small of Sam's back. They were finally level with each other. Gabriel's mind was spinning so fast he couldn't think straight. All he saw, felt, thought, breathed, and tasted was Sam. That's all that mattered. Sam being close to him, Sam's strong arms around him, Sam's lips against his, Sam's chest crushing him against the wall, Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam. That's all he could think and he couldn't understand what was wrong with him. Half the people he used to bring home he didn't even know their name, nor cared to learn it. But Sam's name, and the way it sounded as he breathed it against his lips, felt like the most important thing in the world at the time, the only thing, and he needed it.