Disclaimer: Supernatural does not belong to me, nor do the charatcers!
Pairing: Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Castiel
Rating: T
A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews, and prompts. It's so hard to pick which ones I want to do! So, I'm sorry if I don't get to yours immediately. You all had such nice things to say, and I was really happy, so reward! This chapter is 1000 words. Yay. I know. Okay, chapter 10!
Chapter 10-
He wasn't sure what had gone wrong. Sam was a good person. He had done good things. So why was god punishing him with this insane, short stack, Gabriel.
The morning had started off well enough. Sam had been sleeping in his dorm room. He was trying to get at least a good five hours, when Dean, his jerk brother, had come running in.
"Sammy!" Dean yelled upon his sudden intrusion. Sam had shot up in bed, an awkward half scream coming out of his throat. It changed to a groan upon hearing the dreaded nickname.
"Why the hell are you here Dean?" He hissed, trying to push down his hair. He knew he probably looked awful. An essay was due at some point tomorrow, and he had spent all night working on it. Bags had worked their way onto his eyes, and his voice was raspy from sleep, and exhaustion.
Dean opened his mouth to speak, and then paused, eyeing Sam up, and down. He snorted in amusement. "Damn you look bad. Tame your moose mane, and then we're going out." Sam opened his mouth to protest, but then thought screw it, what the hell. "First we'll make a little stop; you need a pick me up."
When Sam heard Dean Say 'pick me up', he was thinking either greasy food, or even alcohol. Not coffee. He was a sort of choked of noise upon arrival. "Er- how about we just go to a bar or something?"
Dean looked at him oddly. "Don't be a pansy. Come on, I heard this bakery has pie." Sam moaned pitifully. There was no stopping Dean when pie was involved. Sam walked in with great reluctance, and almost a bizarre excitement. He was almost scared to say he was excited to see Gabriel again. Except Gabriel wasn't standing at the counter. A guy who looked to be about his age was.
He had hair almost as wild as Sam's except it was a dark brown or black color. His eyes were a bright blue, and he looked very shy. Ignoring the disappointment in his stomach, he approached the counter. "Hey, can I get….just black coffee." Sam wasn't in the mood for his usual which was weird. Sam never screwed with his schedule. All of this was way out of proportion.
The guy wasn't even listening though. He was looking at Dean wide-eyed, a blush on his cheeks. Dean was busy looking at the pies. Sam sighed. Then paused, recalling something from his conversation with Gabriel. "Are you by any chance Castiel?" The guy turned a darker red, nodding rapidly.
"Yes, I apologize, I was thinking to myself." Castiel looked at his feet, shifting slightly in embarrassment. Dean peered up.
"Hey, I've met you before. You have that one car. The one that always breaks down." Dean commented. Castiel nodded again, timidly. "Oh could we get an apple pie as well?" Another nod.
"Oh, and the black coffee too?" Sam repeated, pulling out the cash. Castiel was just about to nod again, when Gabriel burst forth from the back room.
"I thought I heard you Samsquatch! And no way in hell are you getting just a black coffee. I'll make his order Cassie." Gabriel put his hands on his hips, looking almost like an actual authority and serious. Castiel stared at him wide-eyed, and then his lips made a small 'o'. He looked at Sam in wonder, and then went back to getting the apple pie, cheeks still pink.
Sam watched in amusement. Obviously the guy had a crush on his brother. Not that Dean noticed, he was oblivious. Gabriel winked at him, making a jerking motion to the two. He obviously noticed the crush as well. "What exactly are you making me anyway?" He noted, watching Gabriel get the supplies.
"Black coffee with a twist. I invented it." Gabriel told him proudly.
"You mean I did Gabriel." Castiel reminded him, speaking in monotone. "Don't even pretend like you forgot by this point." Dean actually kinda smiled at that. Sam knew his brother was always laughing at stupid stuff people said.
"Hmm….I invented it with Cas's help." Gabriel changed his reply. Castiel rolled his eyes, and then gave the pie to Dean.
"Here you go." He peered down at his hands again. Dean, having none of that clapped the poor guy on the back, making him look up, startled.
"Thanks man! How much is this?"
"You and Sasquatch can have it free of charge." Gabriel paused. "You are his brother right? Not his boyfriend."
"Brother. But who are you?" Dean questioned with a frown.
"Boyfriend."
"Stop confusing my brother." Sam gave him an exasperated look. Gabriel finished the coffee and handed it to him. "It has a caramel swirl, some crème, and chocolate drizzle." Sam sniffed it, eyeing it warily. "Oh please, don't you think it's about time you trusted me with your tastebuds?" Sam shrugged, taking a sip.
"It's good. Really good." Sam admitted, and took another small sip. Gabriel grinned at him, leaning against the counter. "Thanks Gabe." Sam smiled back at him, and Gabriel actually looked taken aback. Sam usually was pretty harsh towards him. This was the first time he had really treated Gabe nicely. Maybe it was about time he changed his attitude.
"Anything for you Sasquatch." Gabriel practically glowed. Dean and Cas exchanged a look. They both knew the two obviously had a thing for each other.
Prompt: Short Stack and Moose mane requested by PandoraTheFox, Brother and nickname requested by guest,
A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long. Good news is school is almost over, and I'll have so much more time to write, so yay. Your reviews made me very happy. And I'm glad you enjoyed the story. Remember to leave me reviews, comments and suggestions about the story! Love you all, and until next time.