A/N: So, I found an old sabriel/slight destiel fic from over a year ago, and I'm rewriting it! Course, it'll probably take ages. It's about 10k words, and that's in the briefest, most detail lacking form. I'm gonna try and get a chapter up soon!

Rated 13

This is still inspired by Flaming Hot Cheetos, xx

Sam awoke to Gabe poking him lightly.

"Sam!" He said in a hushed whisper.

Sam blinked. The room was still dark, and all he could see were Gabe's eyes, shining slightly, and the outline of his small body,

"What? Gabe, it's early." He mumbled softly.

Sam could see Gabe's smile in the dark.

"No, it's only 7:30. You've been letting your early morning habits slip, Sammy."

Sam scoffed and turned the lights on.

"No."

Gabe turned them off.

From the looks of it, Gabe still seemed to be slow and soft with sleep, as well as Sam.

"Hm?

"Come on," Gabe whispered, and tugged Sam gently from the bed.

"What?" Sam giggled.

He immediately stopped when Gabe slipped his arms up around on Sam's neck, like they were dancing. Sam could practically hear his brain keyboard smashing.

"W-"

"Hm? You don't like to dance when you wake up?" Gabe buried his head into Sam's chest, and he felt his cheeks get warm. Softly he wrapped his arms around Gabe's waist, and kissed his forehead.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Sam felt Gabe smile into his chest. He reciprocated the smile, although Gabe couldn't see.

"Good."

They stayed like that a while. Just slightly swaying to the quiet, hippie music on the radio, which Gabe had turned on while Sam was asleep.

"Do you ever miss things? Like, before we knew each other?"

Gabriel pulled back, and looked at Sam sternly.

"No, Sam. I don't regret meeting you, if that's what you're asking. My life is so much better now." Gabe buried his head back into Sam's chest.

"What? Come on. You had all the chicks, you were happy, it was when you met me it all went downhill."

Gabriel snorted.

"I believe you've been misinformed. I had some chicks, yeah, but most were dudes. Or people that were in between/all of the above."

Sam gaped, but Gabriel continued as if he'd said nothing.

"Look, there's only so many pointless relationships, and daddy issues a dude can take. I was depressed then. Sam," Gabe looked up at him, "Meeting you and staying here? That's the best thing that has every happened to me, okay? So don't doubt yourself."

Sam blushed.

"O-okay."

Gabe pulled Sam downwards so they could press their foreheads together.

"Shut up, Sam. You sound like a dumbass." He giggled.

Sam laughed. Gabe was so cute sometimes, it physically pained him. And- they were so close right now.

"You shut up." He threw back lamely.

"M'kay." Gabe hummed, then kissed Sam.

Kissed.

It was soft and innocent. Full of happiness and pureness, wholesome.

Sam felt dumbstruck. Gabriel was kissing him. And he was kissing back.

Gabe pulled back and smiled at him.

Sam blushed and smiled back.

"Good, you like me too, just checking." Gabe smiled and grabbed Sam's neck and they kissed again, their warm, soft bodies pressed against each other gently, smiles on their faces.

There was the sound of Sam's door swinging open, and there stood Cas.

"Sam, Dean has made panc-"

He stood there, looking scared.

"Cas? You okay?" Dean called from not too far away.

Sam dropped his hands from Gabe's waist, Gabe dropping his from Sam's neck.

Dean then proceeded to enter the room as well.

"Hey- what's Gabe doing in here?"

Cas turned to him.

"I don't know, why don't you tell him Gabriel?" Cas looked at Gabe pointedly.

"Pancakes sound great." Gabe deadpanned.

"Pancakes." Sam snorted.

Gabe nodded.

"I'm gonna get some. Bye bitches." Gabe slapped Sam's ass and left the room.

Dean stared at Sam.

"Okay, what the fuck man?"

Sam smiled and threw him and Cas a wink, before going after Gabe himself."