Dean used all his force to try to break his invisible bonds and shout through his invisible gag, but to no prevail. He thought he was going to burst by the time that Sam continued talking.
"Dean, i don't want you to freak out. This is really my choice, Gabe isn't tricking me or anything." he was biting his nails, waiting for a reply.
Dean tried to answer, but once again couldn't speak. Sam looked confused then turned to Gabriel.
"Gabe! Stop it. Let them speak," he said.
The angel rolled his eyes then waves his hand, and Deans' invisible gag disappeared, but his restraints remained.
"Sammy! What the absolute f-" he started, before being cut off by Sam.
"Dean please. Just let me tell you why, please."
Dean angrily closed his gaping mouth and swallowed his pride.
"Thankyou," Sam continued, "well yes. As i said. Gabriel here is now my boyfriend. He has been for about a month and- Wait Dean let me finish- and i really care about him. I've made sure he hasn't done anything bad. In fact he has helped me with a couple of cases. I just ... Dean i really care about him, and i promise he isn't tricking me or anything. This is just how i feel." he moved to Gabriel and put his arm around him, and Gabriel gave Sam a wide smile.
Dean had so many questions, "But Sam... You're... Gay?"
"oh i don't know. I don't know if it's all men or if its just him." he smiled wider than Dean had seen in a long time and kissed Gabriel on the cheek, who then turned his head and pecked Sam on the lips.
Dean could already feel his anger at the situation lessening, but he was still so frustrated that Sam would want to be with a Murdering Trixter. "Why are you dancing?" was the only question that Dean thought of.
Sam looked down at his leotard then gave an awkward smirk, "Um, Gabe knew that this was something I've always really wanted to do."
"It is?" Dean asked through squinted eyes, then shook his head and turned his attention to Gabriel, "fine, my brother is dating an angel, whatever, but what the hell did you drug me and Cas with last might? And what did we do?
Gabriel cleared his throat, "Well, um, Sam here said that it'd be a good gift for you two shmucks. To be able to get drunk together and have a night out. The wine i sent you i made special to make Angels feel the affects of alcohol just like humans do. I didn't realise you bozos would drink your memory away. I don't know what you guys did last night, other than the strip club, then coming to this show."
"they were at the show last night?" Sam interrupted, "Wait, what strip club?"
Gabriel's eyes widened, and he ignored Sam's comment, "so anyway, i went to check on you two this morning to see if you were, y'know, alive, and i wrote the message on the wall, because after all, i am a Trixter." he smiled and Sam slapped him across the back of the head.
"What strip club, Gabe?" he said, with an angry pout.
"Ummmmm..." Gabriel turned his attention back to Dean and Cas, who were again, struggling with their invisible binds, "you guys are going to have to excuse us, I'm about to get yelled at.
He waved his hand towards Dean and Cas and before they could blink, they were free from the binds and sitting in the backseat of the Impala.