Disclaimer: Supernatural is not mine. Neither is the holiday of Easter.

Easter Sweets

Sam stared as yet another chocolate bunny ceased to exist. "That has to be the third one you've eaten."

"Fourth." Gabriel corrected calmly, tongue flicking out to lick the chocolate off his lips. Sam shifted slightly, that was just a bit sexy but… he was otherwise occupied at the moment! "Seriously Gabriel, ease up."

"What, it's Easter!" Gabriel waved his hand, "or will be. No one cares that I'm buying pounds of chocolate-"

"I care."

Gabriel rolled his eyes, bouncing in his chair slightly, "dare I ask why?"

"Because you're getting sugar high."

Gabriel pouted briefly, "Angel Sammy, I don't get sugar high."

Sam scoffed, "I've seen Cas drunk, I think you can get sugar high. Gabe you're almost vibrating." As he watched he would've sworn Gabriel did vibrate, or at least wiggle.

Gabriel grinned, waggling his eyebrows. "Well, there's a way to get rid of all that energy."

Sam almost smacked his head into the table at how lame his boyfriend had just been. "Really? We have a case."

"Obviously, that's what I meant." Gabriel's mouth twitched.

Sam muttered something about twitchy angels, before opening his laptop. He glanced up to speak to Gabriel but the archangel was gone. Probably left to do a lap around the world or something. Sam thought idly, Puck's line from A Midsummer Night's Dream came to mind and he smothered a laugh.

Sam was starting to get worried though, Gabriel hadn't returned that night. He considered calling some of Gabriel's friends, though they were probably partying too, and if Gabriel was with them Sam almost didn't want to know.

Sam figured he'd wake up to Gabriel in the morning but the Archangel still wasn't there. Sam did admit he'd woken to find his face pressed into Gabriel's pillow, as if seeking any trace of his lover.

Sam pushed himself out of bed, yawning as he did so. He stretched, heading for the hotel bathroom. He avoided the wall across from his room, Dean and Cas sometimes went at it in the morning, and Sam didn't need that scarring.

Sam showered quickly, running a hand through his long hair, Gabe's right it's about time I got it cut. He thought, and then flinched. Wrapping a towel around his waist he re-entered the bedroom, going for his clothes.

"Oh there's no need to cover up, you're always nice to see."

Sam almost gave himself whiplash turning his head to look over. Gabriel sat at the table, one foot propped on the table, the other leg bent and his arm resting on his knee.

"Gabe?"

"You seem surprised to see me." Gabriel observed, raising one eyebrow.

Sam blinked then shrugged, "I thought you were mad."

"Mad?" it was Gabriel's turn to look surprised, "Why would I have been mad?" his tawny eyes widened and he nodded, "oh. No, Sam I just left to detox since apparently you don't like 'twitchy angels.'"

Sam felt heat creeping up his neck. "I'm sorry about that, it was uncalled for."

Gabriel grinned, Sam was obviously forgiven. "I was… just a little hyper?" he didn't want to admit he'd been sugar-high, Sam could read his face with ease, but Gabe was trying to admit Sam was right.

"When aren't you?" Sam smiled, pulling on his jeans. "Of course, it's nice to have you back." He made his way over to kiss Gabriel, allowing a small amount of tongue action, before he pulled back. He left his left hand on the arm rest for the support, moving his right to the back of the chair.

"I was about to go out for breakfast…" Sam trailed off, there was a small white box resting on the table next to Gabriel's leg. "Gabe, what's that?"

"Oh, that?" Gabriel moved one hand on to it. "That is obviously not a present for my extremely hot boyfriend."

Sam smiled, even as he eyed the box warily. Gabriel did have a sense of humor after all, for all Sam knew he'd gotten him an Easter egg that would burst open to reveal a yodeling bird or a rabbit that spoke. Gabriel studied Sam's expression a moment and rolled his eyes. "Sam…"

"Sorry." He offered his right hand, and Gabriel handed him the box. Sam stood up, opening the box his mouth almost falling open. It was full of chocolate covered strawberries.

"Since you're such a health food nut I figured you wouldn't want chocolate unless it had fruit in it." The word weirdo could've fit in that sentence, but Gabriel's tone implied it, and his grin showed he didn't mean it.

Sam smiled, shaking his head, "I… thanks Gabe." He looked at him, Gabriel waved a hand, "Sam, the fact you tolerate me is enough of a present for any holiday. Just try one would you?" he waited while Sam put one of the treats in his mouth. He closed his eyes and let out a low moan, the combination was perfect and that chocolate was heavenly.

He set the box down on the table as he swallowed, which was a good move as he suddenly had a mouthful of archangel to wash down that strawberry. Sam, was fortunately used to this, and didn't choke in surprise.

Gabriel pulled back, Sam was pretty sure he was standing on the chair, "sorry Sam, I haven't had chocolate in hours, I almost ate those on the way here and…" his mouth curled up, "I liked that noise you made."

Sam sighed, such a self-sacrificing boyfriend he was, and muttered, "I suppose you will be insuring I make more?"

Gabriel merely grinned and yes, Sam had a wonderful Easter.

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Me: I'm alive! I've… just been busy and well not in the writing mood. I'm sorry guys.

PB: She means she discovered Benedict Cumberbatch's cheek bones.

Me: * blushes * What of it?

PB: Oh just write the Johnlock would you? *eats chocolate Easter bunny*

Casey: Is that cannibalism?

PB: *melted chocolate on his face giving him a distinct psycho look*

Me: Oh joy. Well anyway, Happy Easter if you celebrate it, and if not, have a nice day. Go buy yourself some chocolate covered strawberries. I'll give you virtual versions if you can spot the reference to my muses.