Sorry for the bit of the wait! This is by far my favorite chapter to write! I hope you enjoy it! It has some fluffy Destiel and some Sabriel mixed in. Just fyi, Gabriel is 17 and Sam is 14 in this fic. Gabe graduated high school early because he's a genius like that. I had to play around with ages a bit.
"Night, Cas." Closing his eyes, Dean drifted off to sleep. He dreamed of a pair of brilliant blue eyes and the person that they belonged to.
Light poured through the window in Castiel's bedroom the next morning, shining on Dean's face brightly and resulting in waking him up. Groaning softly so he wouldn't wake Cas up, Dean rose his head off the pillow before a pair of impossibly blue eyes filled his vision. His face mere inches from Castiel's, Dean moved his head back and was about to scowl before a smile appearing on his face surprised him instead.
"Hello, Dean. Did you rest well enough? I apologize if it didn't suffice." Castiel stated, his voice slightly rougher from sleep and sounding sweetly concerned. Dean smiled and planted a kiss on the tip of Cas' nose, not upset by his sleeping conditions in the least. Being next to Castiel, (whether or not he was on the floor and Cas was in his bed) was good enough for Dean.
"I sl-slept finnne, C-Casss. Tha-Thanks. Bu-But we-were you watch-ching me in my sle-slee-sleep?" As much as Dean thought that was a weird question to ask, he kinda wanted to know.
Castiel shrugged, "Only for a few minutes. I find that you look very peaceful and...pure when you are asleep." He smiled shyly after stating that, and looked away. Dean on the other hand was blushing almost, his face warming up. He didn't think that he looked like that when he was asleep, he assumed that his mouth would be open, drool almost pouring from it, and he would snore loudly. But not that.
"...Thanksss. I don-don't kn-know-ow what to say-ay to that." Dean shrugged, trying not to seem like a jackass and wanting Cas to be happy.
"That's fine, Dean. It's approximately 9:34 AM so my brother Gabriel is probably making breakfast now. Do you want to go downstairs?" Castiel asked, a small smile gracing his lips and Dean noticed how impossibly perfect Cas' messed up hair looked. It stuck up some parts in the back and never fell down. Resisting the urge to run his hand through it, Dean nodded and they both stood up and headed for the kitchen.
The smell of maple syrup, bacon, and other assorted breakfast foods filled the whole first floor of the house. Walking close to one another, the two boys stumbled into the kitchen to find Gabriel singing "Hey Jude" horrifyingly off-key while he flipped over some pancakes on the stove and someone else giggling to himself that Dean's blurry, sleepy eyes couldn't process until he squinted hard enough. It wasn't until he saw a curtain of floppy brown hair and a pair of unmistakeable dimples that Dean knew who it was.
It was Sam. Like, Dean's younger brother Sam.
Freezing, the two brothers stared at each other, not knowing what the hell to do. Do they say "Hi." or "What the fuck are you doing here?" What would you do if you saw your brother on an average Saturday morning either with seeing your older brother with his boyfriend or with seeing your younger brother with your boyfriend's older brother?
"...Hey, Dean." Sam said, breaking the silence (well sort of, Gabriel didn't seem to notice anyone entering the room and kept singing). Castiel seem unperturbed, as if this happened almost every day and sat down across from Sam at the table.
Dean gave a shit-eating grin, he'd definitely use this moment for blackmail in the near future, "Hey-ey Sam-Sammy. What-at are y-y-you doin-ing here?" Sam rolled his eyes at Dean's nickname for him, but really deep down he liked the idea of a nickname. Even if it did sound like a chubby twelve-year old's name.
"...Um, well Gabe..." (Sam blushed as he started to speak, much to Dean's enjoyment), "invited me over for breakfast since Dad went to work early and Mom said it was alright. And well, Gabriel is a pretty cool guy...so I said yes. Hey, Cas..."
Castiel stared at Sam and nodded, a slightly crooked smile etched on his face, "Hello, Sam. It's good to see my brother and you get along." This made Sam blush even harder, making Dean cackle with unapologetic laughter. Giving Dean his ever famous bitch-face, Sam stuck his hand into a large bag of candy placed haphazardly on the table, grabbing a Starburst and throwing it at Dean.
"Hey-ey! Bitch." Dean said, with fake anger in his tone. If you knew the Winchester brothers, you'd know that "bitch" and the respective answer "jerk" were terms of endearment. And always will be.
"Jerk." Sam retorted, with matching pretend annoyance in his voice. Gabriel finally turned around, finishing his song with "Naa naaa na na na, na naa na, hey Jude..." With his a's made longer for his perfect, absolutely horrible singing.
"Hey, ladies! I don't want all this negative junk in my kitchen. Hey, Dean-o! I met your lovely little bro Sam! I hope you didn't mind me stealing him from you for a bit." Ruffling Sam's hair, Gabe smirked and Sam's face turned beet red. Dean couldn't stop laughing, and Castiel was smiling too. It seemed almost like Heaven, nothing to worry about and everyone in a great mood. It's awesome, Dean thought.
"Nah. It-it's al-alright. You c-can ke-ke-keep him." Dean said, shaking his head.
Gabriel snickered, "Oh, I intend to. He's a lot of fun. I like him." Only adding to his suggestive/flirtatious tone, Gabriel gives a wiggle of his eyebrows and Sam looks like he's about to explode with embarrassment. Dean burst into laughter and Castiel turns slightly pink on behalf of Sam. For once, Dean's laughter is not forced or weak...it's loud, easy, and amazing. He wants to do it all over again. Usually if someone talked or spoke about Sam like that, Dean would have their asses kicked. But Gabriel seemed like a loyal and trustworthy guy, so he let the "If you ever hurt my little brother I swear to God I will use your bones as toothpicks," conversation
"Now come on! Let's eat! I didn't make all this food for nothing!" Gabe declared, and everyone in the room cheered. Plates and forks were pulled out and food was passed around. The conversation flowed easily, making everything even more perfect...if it couldn't be more already.
I can really look forward to spending time with the Novaks. Cas is perfect. Gabe is pretty cool. And it's pretty much Heaven. All I need now is pie, Dean thought.
"Oh, yeah. And Dean, Castiel told me that you really like pie or something. So there's some in the fridge for ya, a 'congratulations your my brother's first boyfriend gift'." Gabriel said before piling pancakes on to his plate and pouring a startling amount of syrup on them. Castiel groaned, not really wanting to be embarrassed in front of his friends. Sam chuckled, and fought playfully with Gabe over the eggs.
Okay, now this is Heaven.
So yeah...easily my favorite chapter that I've written so far. I hope you liked it! Gabriel is a pretty fun character to write, so maybe I'll incorporate him in upcoming chapters. I plan on doing at least four more chapters and maybe an epilogue before finishing this story. Review please! :)