Whoa man, I remember planning this chapter AGES ago, and I've just remembered that I really should do it.
So, for the 50th chapter of Destiel Meetings AU, I present… Sabriel.
Sam stepped into the room, a blush already burning his cheeks. He could feel at least twenty pairs of eyes on him, and he kept his eyes on the floor, pointedly not looking up at anyone. His back prickled, and he could tell his ears were red.
He had only taken this job because he really needed the money. The teacher had told him to just go and 'strike a pose' on the raised platform and Sam wondered if it was too late to back out.
Sam slid the robe off of his shoulders, draping over the chair and turning around slowly, facing the art class.
The room was cold on his bare skin but he quirked a smile, giving a tiny wave. There were three girls in the front row, who were… Ogling him. Rather obviously.
God, being a nude model was awkward.
The silence was broken, by a loud screech towards the back of the room.
Sam jumped, as did several other students, and he looked at the back row where a boy had fallen off his chair and was writhing on the floor. Sam took a step forward, concerned until he heard what the boy was yelling.
"HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, HE IS FIT!" The boy shouted and a few people had to stifle laughter as the teacher marched over and instructed the boy to get back in his seat.
Sam smiled, as the boy looked at him, a smirk on his face. He had golden hair and as Sam watched he unwrapped a lollipop and put it in his mouth.
Sam turned away hastily, knowing that watching the boy while he sucked a lollipop while fully naked would not be the best thing.
It felt like hours later, but was probably only half an hour consisting of the students drawing frantically, and Sam being told to change his position every five minutes, the teacher instructed everyone to take a break.
Sam ducked into the next room, pulling on his clothes before heading back out, knowing there were refreshments being handed out when he was ambushed by the boy from earlier.
"Hey, Sam right?" He asked, while Sam was distracted by the curl of his mouth up close and the dizzying kaleidoscope that were his eyes, and he nodded, too shy to say anything else.
"I'm Gabriel. Nice to meet you." He carried on, smiling wider and holding a hand down. Sam stared down at it blankly, before grabbing well aware of how big his hands were next to Gabriel's and how his palms were probably sweaty and gross, but Gabriel's expression didn't change.
"Do you want to go and have a coffee together, sometime?" Gabriel said and Sam froze, unable to say anything. It was only when his face had begun to droop, his eyes loosing that gleam and he opened his mouth to say something that Sam found his own voice and nodded hard.
"Yes! Um yes," he swallowed hard, his throat dry, "Yeah I would love to."
Later on, when they were drawing Sam again, Gabriel gave him a massive thumbs-up and a wink from the back of the room and it made the whole art thing better.
Sorry if that dragged on a bit, but I wanted to do a relatively long one.
If you don't ship Sabriel, aha oops. Um, go enjoy the spam of Destiel that I have done/will do.
Have great day!
Fez.
