Disclaimer: Supernatural does not belong to me, and nor do any of the characters.
Pairing: Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Castiel
Rating: T
A/N: Hey Readers! A pretty good amount of reviews for the last chapter. I was very pleased. Good News, school is out! Which means this will update so much more. Thank you for being patient and not freaking out when I did not update. Also, I think I'll be starting another story for destiel. I have a basic idea, and I'll let you know more. Without further ado, chapter 11.
Chapter 11-
The next time Sam saw Gabriel, it was not in the coffee shop. In fact, it was in the park beside the coffee shop. Sam was sitting at one of the terribly painted white benches, the one beside the large tree that had shade perfectly aligned with the bench. Sam was in the midst of reading one of his books for school when somebody plopped down beside him. He didn't even have to look up. "What do you want Gabriel?"
When Gabe didn't answer, he looked up to where Gabe was looking highly affronted. "Why Sammy, what a cold attitude towards me, your favorite barista."
Sam just deadpanned. "You're the only barista that serves me, and the one time Castiel tried to serve me, you practically shoved him out of the way." Gabriel shrugged, and then handed Sam a cup of coffee much to his surprise.
"What's this for?" He asked softly, setting his book off to the side.
"You were just out here by yourself, and I thought you could use some company, and a cup of coffee. That's what I made for you the other day. You seemed to like it." Gabe turned pink, and looked away to stare at some couple having a picnic. Sam worried his lower lip between his teeth before shrugging and taking a sip.
"It's really good." He murmured softly. Gabe smiled, and relaxed slightly at that. They sat for a moment in silence until Sam sighed and set the coffee down. "You know, I'm not quite sure what to think about you."
Gabe peered at him curiously. "Cassie once described me as being on candy flavored morphine. So if it makes you feel better, nobody quite knows what to think or do about me."
Sam huffed softly, smiling fondly. "You just appear out of nowhere and hand me coffee. It feels like I owe you something."
Gabe's expression softened into something Sam didn't quite recognize. "You'll never owe me anything." Gabe hesitated, before suddenly grinning. Sam paled slightly. "Actually, you do. Give me your number."
Prompt: Picnic requested by Hell-homeofintegrity. Candy flavored morphine requested by PandoraTheFox.
A/N: Keep the prompts coming! For those that I haven't gotten too, don't worry your prompts are no doubt coming up. Oh also, my tumblr account is QueenCasonova is any of you have a tumblr, and want to come talk to me sometime. Comment what you thought, or just anything really. Thanks, and see you all next time.