So, I won't really have a specific date for when I update. I'll just update the story when I'm done with the chapter. So if it comes a day after the previous one, or maybe a week after, know that I won't update on that same day each week, or each day.
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Dean slides the key card into the slot carefully, then pulls it out with the flick of his wrist. The green light turns on, signaling the door is unlocked, and he walks inside. Sam waits patiently outside, hoping that they didn't actually get a room full of scary toys and chains made for entertainment.
"Sammy, the room's alright, you can come in." Dean calls. Sam sighs in relief and walks into the room. It looks pretty average, a rug, nicely painted walls, one bed, a connected bathroom… Wait, one bed!
"Dean, I think you failed to notice that there is only one bed." Dean pops his head out of the bathroom and looks to where his brother is pointing. His face turns red in both embarrassment and anger.
"I knew that bastard was up to something!" He yells. "We haven't even found that Williams guy and we've already gotten into this mess!" Pulling his hair, Dean sits on the bed, sighing in frustration.
"How about we go ask the front desk about the guy? There'll probably be someone else there now." Sam suggests. Dean looks up from the floor and nods. They grab the key cards, each taking one just in case, and walk out the room. The light on the door flashes red, confirming the door is unlocked, and they walk away down the hall.
They arrive at the lobby, and are both pleased to see a different person. This time it's a woman wearing a light blue uniform with a matching headband. Dean's eyes widen at the sight of her. He nudges his brother, making Sam turn his head to look at him.
"Dude," Dean starts, then points at the girl behind the desk. "Looks at her boobs! They're huge!" he whisper yells. Sam rolls his eyes and walks to the front. The woman looks up and smiles, her short blonde hair falling to the side as she tilts her head.
"How can I help you, sir?" She asks, a thick Ukrainian accent lacing her voice. Dean joins Sam at the desk, having a hard time looking away from the girl's chest.
"Yeah, we are hoping we can talk to the owner of the motel, if I recall correctly his name is Matthew Williams?" Sam tells her. Her smile falls for a brief second, but is then replaced with an even brighter one than before.
"Ah yes, Matvey is currently with someone in his room. I can tell you his room number and call him to say you are coming, da?" She reaches for the phone, but is cut off by Dean.
"Actually, you don't have to do that, we'll just take the room number and leave. "
"Well then, his room number is 448, located in building four. Is that all you need?"
"Yes, that will be all." Sam states with a smile.
"I'm glad I could help, gentlemen." She says. Both men turn around, each giving a small 'thank you'. Before leaving the lobby. Sam pulls out his phone to check the time and his eyes widen. He shows his brother and Dean's reaction is similar.
"Sweet Jesus! It's already 9:00? I didn't think we were talking that long." Dean states loudly. "We better get there before it's too late."
Sam nods and they walk into the building for rooms 400-499. They climb the stairs quickly to the second floor, each cringing at the sounds of thumping or screaming coming from the walls. They reach the top and look through the room, the now louder noises filling the air. Finally, room number 448 comes into sight and Dean knocks hesitantly on the door. One pair of moans, out of many in the motel, stop. From the room, there is barely audible mumbling and shuffling that the brothers can only hear a small amount of.
"Gil, stop… Go get the door… I'll be in the bathroom..." Is all they can hear. They wait outside another moment before the door is swung open, and the very man they were hoping to ask about, is standing in front of them. His white hair is tousled and knotted, the pale skin of his bare chest showing light purple spots. Both brothers are stunned, neither knowing how to start.
"Is there something you need?" He asks with annoyance flowing through his German accent. The brothers compose themselves and look up from the man's chest.
"Yeah, we are hoping we can talk to your… or, um… Matthew Williams." The pale man scrunches his eyebrows up in confusion.
"Why do you need to talk to my boyfriend?"
"Gilbert, just calm down and let whoever it is in." a voice calls from the bathroom. The man, now known as 'Gilbert', walks to the bed and sits down. Sam and Dean walk inside the room, the smell of sweat filling the air. After a moment of awkward silence, the same young man that gave the pair of hunters a room earlier, walks out of the bathroom, spraying air freshener all over the bed. A pair of lose plaid pajama pants being the only thing on him.
"Oh hey, it's you two, the Winchester brothers! Did you guys like your room?" He asks with a smirk. Both brother's faces turn red.
"I knew you were up to something you sneaky little bastard!" Dean yells, causing the blonde to stifle a laugh.
"I couldn't help myself, because," He laughs a little bit more. "I knew I would get a reaction like that!" After a moment of chuckling, Matthew calms down. "Okay, I guess I should introduce you all before we talk. Gil, this is Sam and Dean Winchester. Sam, Dean, this is my boyfriend Gilbert Beilschmidt. Finally, I don't think I properly said that my name is Matthew Williams."
Gilbert waves at the brothers, previous anger gone, and his face now carrying a large, cocky smile. Sam and Dean both say a quiet 'hello', before turning back to Matthew.
"Okay, so what do you guys want to talk about?" The blonde asks as he sits down.
"Well, um, we'll just get straight to the point. Why doesn't Gilbert age? Are you a vampire or something?" Dean asks with a serious face. There is a moment of silence, before Gilbert and Matthew burst out laughing.
When I got done writing this and I read through it, and I've got to admit that some of the things that the brothers say, they wouldn't actually say. Also some of the characters are OOC, but I just did that so the story seems more like my own.