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WARNING! The middle part of this chapter (after the line break) is where the M rating of the story comes into play. It is by no means graphic, but if you are really squeamish about that sort of thing, proceed with caution!
25
"Dean, could you please just..." Sam asked in a nearly pleading tone before his older brother interrupted him. If he was completely honest, the younger Winchester had to admit that he wouldn't have known how to finish his statement anyway.
As expected, the older Winchester hadn't taken the news of Sam and Gabriel dating very well. Bobby and Adam hadn't been surprised at all -in fact, the youngest Winchester brother had even looked a little smug- when Sam had told them, but Dean was another matter entirely. He apparently felt like his younger brother's love for the archangel came out of nowhere and was among the worst news he had heard all year.
"What? You want me to shut up, smile and pretend like the fact that my little brother's not only suddenly discovering his gay streak, but also going for another mo... species to tick off his bucket list is normal?" the older Winchester snorted, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Sure, Dean was happy that Gabriel had made detox much quicker and more effective for Sam, but did they really have to hook up over that?
The older Winchester would have preferred to have this conversation without Adam in the room, but before he could suggest to take it anywhere else, Gabriel appeared. As if that wasn't annoying enough, the angelic douchebag made it obvious he had been listening to their conversation too.
"That would be much appreciated, Dean-o," Gabriel smirked, wrapping his arm around Sam's waist demonstratively. Apparently, the archangel had chosen just the right moment to pop in. By the looks of it, the oldest Winchester was ready for an argument, but Gabriel didn't plan to let him have his way. The archangel had everything set up for a nice evening just for him and Sam, conflict with Dean would only throw a shadow on that. So Gabriel chose to ignore the oldest Winchester and turned his full attention to the Winchester this evening was all about. "You ready to leave?"
Sam threw a quick side-glance at his older brother, before he nodded. This was the best moment they were going to get to leave and the younger Winchester had every intention of taking it.
"Great," Gabriel smiled, raising his hand to snap. The archangel was unable to leave without saying one more thing, though. "Don't wait up. I can't guarantee to bring him back before tomorrow morning."
Adam bit his lower lip to keep from chuckling while Dean was fuming.
"I hate that guy," Dean pressed through his teeth, turning around to look at Adam like he expected some kind of response. Adam considered telling Dean not to look at him like that, because obviously nobody ever wanted to hear his opinion, but that would only be asking for trouble with an already angsty older brother. Not that the youngest brother managed to refrain from saying anything for long. He blamed it on daddy issues.
"Don't know, I mean Sam seems pretty happy," Adam pointed out with a shrug. He put the anatomy book he had been reading aside and stood up from the couch. Leaving the room to let Dean take his frustration out on the furniture definitely was the smart option here.
"Do you always have to disagree with me?" the oldest Winchester sighed. His voice definitely had an accusing undertone, but it didn't sound like he was trying to start a fight. He just sounded tired. If Dean had been in the right mindset to reflect his own behavior, he would have realized that he spoke to Adam the same way their father had spoken to Sam after the endless disagreements with his teenage son had worn him out and he just wanted some sign that they were even able to speak to each other normally anymore.
Adam frowned deeply as he regarded his oldest brother. Dean sounded nearly a little defeated, so Adam decided to throw him a bone. "Man, that Balthazar sure is an ass!"
The oldest Winchester looked back at his youngest brother like he had gone crazy for a moment, before a grin appeared on his face and he huffed out a laugh. Obviously, there was at least something they agreed on. Dean thought about his next step for a few moments, but figured it wouldn't hurt to see if he and Adam could find some more common ground.
"What do you think of 'the fast and the furious'?" the oldest Winchester asked casually.
Adam simply shrugged as an answer. It was an action movie that could be fun to watch when you were in the right mindset or company for it. Adam couldn't say that he loved it, but he didn't dislike it either.
"Good, good, we're finding common ground here," Dean stated with a self-satisfied smile. The oldest Winchester didn't doubt that there'd be arguments again in the future, but they had managed to establish that there were a few things they had in common. Something they had failed to do for weeks before, if Dean thought about it.
"We're both annoyed by the same angel and kinda like the same movie. Yeah, definitely common ground," Adam replied sarcastically. He saw what his brother was trying to do, but something in Adam protested against giving an inch. Dean would try to take a mile. Adam was willing and able to view the two Winchesters as his brothers, but he was in no way willing to fall into the obliging little brother role.
"Shut off the sarcasm and get the popcorn. We're watching that movie," Dean groaned, grabbing a pillow from the couch and throwing it at his youngest brother's face.
"Fine with me, if Terry can watch too," Adam agreed after he had successfully dodged the pillow. For all he knew, the seraph was in the kitchen anyway, so getting the popcorn and Tarot would go together nicely. In a way Adam was only testing the ground with his demand, but he also thought that the angel could use a little time away from his clocks.
"Great, bring the guy who's scared of his own shadow to watch an action movie," Dean replied, throwing his arms in the air. It wasn't that the oldest Winchester had a problem with the angel, but it was hard to find the right way of acting around the fidgeting angel. The seraph twitched and jumped at nearly any loud noise. Even though Bobby, Sam and most of all Adam seemed convinced that he was getting better, Dean didn't really see it.
"Hey, Terry knows the difference between fiction and reality," Adam insisted, "As long as you don't show him the news or a documentary, he's fine."
"Whatever," Dean shrugged, turning toward the TV to locate the movie while his brother went to get the popcorn and the angel. On second thought, there was something else they could use. Even though Dean had admittedly never taken the time to get to know Tarot and hadn't spared many thoughts on the seraph, the oldest Winchester knew that the angel would be happy about his request. "Make him bring coffee!"
The first thing the younger Winchester noticed when they arrived at their destination was that he didn't see much. The lights in the room were off, two lit candles on the dinner table being the only light source around. Sam fought the urge to laugh. He liked romantic things, he really did, but he was usually on the other side of things. The one who did the planning and set things up.
"Is this okay?" Gabriel asked after giving Sam a moment to take in their surroundings. The archangel had put a lot of thought into their evening, but that didn't mean that he couldn't have made all the wrong choices. "I could take us anywhere else you want with a snap."
The table was decked for two, with a long white tablecloth and enough cutlery for a three course meal. Gabriel had intended to make the atmosphere more intimate with the use of candlelight over artificial light and when he saw how Sam's eyes caught the light of the slightly flickering flames the angel knew he had made the right choice. Unbeknownst to the archangel, the younger Winchester's attention had been focused on Gabriel's eyes for some time too.
"Mhm," Sam hummed, taking Gabriel's hand and intertwining their fingers. It wasn't that often that the younger Winchester got the archangel for himself without the possibility of someone else walking in and ending the moment between them. Sam didn't think that they were currently in danger of anybody suddenly showing up to disturb their date, which was everything he wanted that moment.
"Just say the word, I'll take you to Paris, Venice..." Gabriel offered, squeezing Sam's hand. This was going to be a night to remember for both of them, even if the archangel had to abandon all his plans and go for any fantasy the younger Winchester could come up with to make it so. It wasn't like Gabriel to get nervous about a date, but he hadn't been on any dates that had meant nearly as much as this one in a very long time.
"You'd take me anywhere I want?" Sam asked, the corners of his mouth twitching like he was thinking of a joke the archangel wasn't in on, another unusual occurrence for Gabriel.
"Anywhere," the archangel vowed. If he had to set up a date on the moon last minute to get Sam's heart to beat faster and make him smile one of his dimpled smiles that in turn made Gabriel's heart beat faster, he'd get right to it. The archangel felt there was something else behind the younger Winchester's question, though.
"How about here?" Sam whispered into Gabriel's ear, before he cupped the archangel's cheek and kissed him deeply.
"You tease," Gabriel chuckled when they parted for breath. The archangel didn't think that Sam actually meant to come on to him as strongly as his words suggested. Then again, Gabriel had been wrong before.
"Ain't teasing if you back it up," Sam replied as he let his hands wander from the archangel's back to his rear, slipping his hands into the back pockets of Gabriel's jeans.
The archangel crushed their lips together again, already mentally mapping out the quickest way to the bedroom without teleporting. Dinner would still be there later.
Most of their clothes were lost on the way to the bedroom. Gabriel was down to his undershirt and red boxers, while Sam only had his black briefs left. The younger Winchester was determined to rectify that injustice though, so the archangel's chest was bare just a couple seconds later, his undershirt gone somewhere Gabriel couldn't even remotely care about while Sam looked at him like he wanted to eat him whole.
They definitely needed to move this to the bed. The carpet in Gabriel's bedroom was fluffy, but not made for what he had in mind.
The younger Winchester allowed the archangel to push him toward the bed and onto the mattress, scrambling back until he was spread out in the middle. Sam had expected to be nervous when they got to this part finally, but he found he was strangely calm. The only tension the younger Winchester felt was anticipatory, but that reached a whole new level when Gabriel followed Sam onto the bed and leaned over him so they could kiss again.
"I love you," the archangel whispered against the younger Winchester's neck, trailing little kisses from Sam's throat over his chest until he reached his navel. Gabriel hesitated for a moment even as his fingers toyed with the waistband of the younger Winchester's briefs.
"Gabriel, please," Sam moaned, raising his hips off the bed in invitation.
The archangel made short work of their remaining clothes after that. The younger Winchester wasn't the only one who had been fantasizing about this for weeks after all.
The way Sam made room for Gabriel to fit between his legs said more than clearly how the taller man wanted this to go. They took a moment to get comfortable and smile at each other, before their lips met again.
Sam's arms were wrapped around Gabriel's back tightly, holding the other man as close to him as possible while the archangel trailed his fingers over the taller man's side and hips, sending them further down only when he was sure that it wasn't making Sam uncomfortable.
Gabriel's probing fingers made the younger Winchester's breath come faster until he could do little more than sigh and moan. The archangel understood the message clear as day anyway.
Gabriel resumed kissing the breath out of Sam's lungs at the same time as he positioned his hips, swallowing the younger Winchester's gasp as the archangel pushed forward in one fluid motion. After weeks of pent up frustration, Gabriel didn't expect either one of them to last long. In fact, their movements got frenzied much quicker than the archangel would have liked, even though it was hard to find anything wrong with it when they were both enjoying themselves and nearing completion fast. Gabriel consoled himself with the thought that they still had most of the night in front of them and that Sam was smiling much too dopily after his climax for it to have been anything other than mind-blowing.
"I love you, too," Sam breathed out once they were lying next to each other, Gabriel's head on the younger Winchester's chest.
"Oh, now you say that," the archangel chuckled, gently slapping Sam's stomach. Gabriel couldn't deny that he made an undignified happy noise when the younger Winchester suddenly wrapped both arms around him and squeezed in retaliation.
They fell asleep minutes later, still tangled up with each other and smiling.
After the first fast and the furious movie had ended, Tarot let Adam know that he didn't want to watch the second part with the brothers. It was probably ridiculous, but Adam was very proud of his friend for voicing a preference like that and taking control of his own life, even if it was just about his schedule for the evening.
On another note, Tarot's absence gave Adam the perfect opportunity to talk to Dean about something that had been on the younger brother's mind the entire evening. No matter what the oldest Winchester thought, Adam didn't wait all day for an opportunity to antagonize and embarrass him in front of everyone.
"So, is it that Gabe's a guy, an angel, or that he's... Gabriel?" the younger brother asked, keeping his tone casual. A deaf and blind man could have seen that Dean was against Sam and Gabriel's newfound relationship. However, the real question was why.
"We're not talking about this" the older Winchester replied in a gruff tone, never looking away from the TV. Dean knew that he'd have to have this conversation the moment he so much as looked at Adam. There was the small chance that his youngest brother could take a hint and would leave him alone as things were. Of course, the oldest Winchester could never be so lucky.
"Dude, when push comes to shove, I gotta know which side I'm on!" Adam pointed out seriously. The greatest problem with nobody giving the youngest Winchester brother the full story was that he couldn't make informed decisions half of the time. If Sam and Dean were going to be up in arms over this then Adam had to know if Dean was being a homophobic jerk or if he had good reasons for being against the relationship.
"Oh, there's a chance you'll be on my side?" the older Winchester huffed out a humorless chuckle. This far Adam hadn't sided with Dean in anything other than Balthazar being an ass.
"If you're right for once, yeah," the younger brother said more teasingly than snarky for once. Adam realized that he and Dean really hadn't had a good start, or a good time since, but it wasn't like the youngest Winchester brother was deliberately trying to be difficult or annoying... most of the time.
"Okay, look, I don't care if Sam gets it on with a girl, a guy, both, neither... whatever floats his boat..." Dean groaned, running his palm over his face. The older Winchester couldn't quite believe that he was having this conversation, with Adam of all people.
"So, it's the angel thing or it's about Gabriel being Gabriel," Adam summed up how far they had gotten in the discussion. If he was honest, the youngest brother couldn't believe that they had even gotten this far without anybody yelling or the threat of violence.
"You tell anyone we had this talk and I'll have to kill you. Slowly," Dean threatened, giving Adam a hard stare to let him know how serious he was about this before he spoke on, "There's casual relationships and then there's... that other kind. Sam doesn't do casual well. When he gets that look, like the one he's had all day, he's in over his head."
There was an uncomfortable silence between the brothers after Dean's explanation. Adam blinked a couple of times, trying to refocus his thoughts. There were a couple things the youngest brother had expected to hear, most of them to do with prejudice of one kind or another, but what Dean had actually said was surprising and not in a bad way.
"You're worried Sam's going to get his heart broken," Adam stated in a tone much too close to awe for Dean's liking, "Wow... I think... I kinda am on your side in this!"
"Twerp."
"Jerk."