Gabriel stood on the stage, watching the remaining audience filter out through the door. He stood confidently, taking in the feeling of accomplishment he got after every performance. Gabriel ran his hand through his hair, smiling boldly at the leaving crowd. Gabriel motioned for his brother backstage to turn the dimmed lights back on.

"They adored you," Lucifer commented, striding up from behind the curtains once the task had been completed. Gabriel rolled his eyes at Lucifer's underlying sense of sarcasm. He shoved his hands deep into his jacket pockets and bounced on his feet. Tonight had been busy, they had even sold out the small theatre.

"I did do good," Gabriel boasted proudly. "But then again, what else did you expect."

"I dunno," Lucifer said with a laugh. "But you did fantastically!"

Gabriel's eyes widened as he heard his brothers sarcastic and snarky response. He suddenly couldn't stop himself from recalling that memory on that stormy night. The night Gabriel had set up a private show just for Dean's little brother 'Sammy'. The night that Sam had enthusiastically told Gabriel that he had 'done fantastically'. When Sam had said it it had been sincere and sweet.

"You did fantastically," Sam said, standing up and rushing to the stage. Gabe watched as Sam curiously inspected everything, looking to find where all of the dissapearing items had gone. But he found nothing that would give away the show. Gabriel stood behind him, smirking at how delighted Sam seemed to be with the magic.

"Well of course I did," Gabriel said with a smirk.

"I mean, how did you levitate that chair?" he asked with an excited and goofy smile. "And- and, and then you made the table disappear right infront of me! Cas wasn't kidding when he said you were good at magic."

Gabriel chuckled, he loved it when Sam geeked out over these things. Sam looked at Gabriel with an admiring look on his face. Their eyes locked and Gabriel held his breath. He looked into Sam's eyes and saw the intelligent green that had always made his heart skip a beat. The pale green eyes that he had spent a lot of time thinking about lately. Gabe's gaze slowly drifted but hurriedly looked up as Sam coughed. He let out a sigh of dissapointment as Sam sheepishly looked away.

"L- look," Gabriel said, stopping as he realised that he had stuttered. Sam looked up curiously, his eyes studying Gabriel.

"I- um," Gabriel trailed off, he couldn't seem to force the words out. He felt a rush of embarrassment as he realised that Sam had noticed how hesitant he was. The two stood in the silence, leaving the sentence unfinished.

Sam looked back up nervously, his eyes soft and warm. He must have realised how nervous Gabriel was because he graciously changed the subject back to the magic show.

"You did fantastically."

Gabriel let out a sharp breath. The words ringing in his head.

"Ah, shut up," he mumbled moodily, suddenly not able to stop thinking about his boyfriend.

"Oh, but they loved it," Lucifer said, motioning to the crowd as they shuffled out the lone door. Lucifer was right- The crowd was clearly impressed with the show Gabriel had given. Groups were talking in excited murmurs. As they passed the small stage, Gabe caught snippets of their conversations.

"How did he do that one trick..."

"... and my favourite was the one where..."

"... Let's come back!"

Gabriel smiled, if there was one thing people loved, it was magic. And Gabriel was a pretty great magician. In fact, people came from all over town to see him. He was notorious for making up his own tricks. Finding new ways to make one thing disappear, or make another thing levitate. Gabriel looked down and realised he was still holding a deck of cards. He effortlessly flicked his hands and they all spun into his jacket's pocket, anyone who was left watched in awe.

"Come back anytime!" Lucifer called after the late night crowd with a laugh, knowing that they would return for another show. Several parents waved goodbye politely while their tired teenage kids dragged them away. Gabriel gave a halfhearted smile, but his mind wouldn't leave the thought of Sam. How he was gone, and how he might not come back. Gabriel bit his lip anxiously, his hands curling into fists at his sides.

"Gabe?" Lucifer said, noticing his brothers suddenly tense look.

"Gabe," he repeated obnoxiously, waving his hand infront of Gabriel's face.

"Let's go on and leave-" Lucifer whined "There's a storm coming and we don't want to get caugh it traffic."

Gabriel sighed and nodded, forcefully unclenching his fists. Lucifer hopped off the small stage, hitting the ground with a loud thump, and strode to the door. Gabriel quietly slipped off the platform and grabbed his old brown jacket. As he approached the door, Lucifer swung it open and bowed down.

"This way, sir," he said with a laugh. Gabe inwardly rolled his eyes but smiled half heartedly. He stepped outside into the cool, night air. A distant lamplight flickered, illuminating the nearly deserted lot. Lucifer locked the door and tossed the key into the air, catching it before strolling off. Gabriel sighed and walked to the old and beaten family car. He would go home, shower, sleep, and then take over his morning shift at the diner.

"Hey, Luci!" Gabe called, slipping on his jacket. "Mind if I drive?"

"Hm, well- I dunno-"

Lucifer was cut off by the sound of his phone ringing. He smiled and pulled out the old battered device, holding it up to his ear.

"Hello? Oh hello- wait, now? Okay geeze calm down." Lucifer said, his eyes flicking up to Gabe. The other end of the conversation was too quiet to be overheard but it must've been serious because Lucifer immediately climbed into the car.

"Gabe, I've gotta go help a friend- you good taking the bus?"

"No," Gabriel said with a loud snort. "I hate the bus."

Lucifer rolled his eyes and dug his hand into his pocket. He handed Gabriel a crumpled bill and several coins.

"These are a few tips from tonight's show- go get a ticket. I'll meet you at home."

"But we don't accept tips," Gabriel protested on confusion as he pocketed the money.

"You don't," Lucifer said with a smirk, pulling out a handful of crumpled bills to show his younger brother. "I, on the other hand, do."

Gabriel rolled his eyes in annoyance as Lucifer stuffed the change back into his pocket. Then he watched as his older brother swung into the case and started up the engine. It sputtered to life and the lights flickered on, Lucifer rolled down the window.

"Bus is a five minute walk that way," he said with a laugh. Gabriel's hands balled into fists and he watched as the car sped off.

"Well at least it can't get worse," Gabriel grumbled to himself, stuffing his hands deep into his pockets. He trudged through the now empty lot, watching his brother speed off in the distance.

"What could possibly go wrong," he muttered under his breath, kicking at the pavement. Gabriel stormed down the street to the nearest bus stop. People backed out of his way when they saw the angry look on his face, good. Gabriel didn't want to be near anyone, he was far too pissed. Lucifer had left him in the middle of nowhere, yet again, with what- a dollar to get him home?

Gabriel stopped and stared at his hands, his nails had dug into his palms and drawn blood. The crimson liquid slowly welled up and trickled down his palm, staining it red. Gabriel threw his hands up into the air in exasperation. He finished the short distance to the waiting area and plopped down on the seat. The bus would arrive in half an hour- or more. Gabriel rolled his eyes in annoyance, and when his eyes reached the sky, they stopped. Clouds filled the air, heavy with rain. The air cracked and a light drizzle began. Gabriel pulled his big coat tighter around himself. The rain grew heavier, trickling through the almost nonexistent roof. Soon it was pouring, and Gabriel was still sitting grumpily. His brown hair stuck to his face, and the seat beneath him was drenched. His jaw tightened and it was all he could do not to eruption to a sudden fit of rage.

Someone approached him, their brown jacket pulled tight. They sat down next to Gabriel to wait for the bus. The rain grew heavier still and Gabriel watched droplets roll off his nose. There was a sudden and loud rustling and the figure next to them lifted up their arm. The person's had was still in their pocket so the jacket provided some protection from the rain. Gabriel shook off some water droplets and looked up to tell the stranger off. Tell them that he didn't need help.

And he gaped.

Sam

Gabriel looked up and saw the farmiliar eyes he had spent so many hours thinking about. The face he had spent so long fantisising about. He hugged Sam wordlessly, his arms snaking around his boyfriend's waist. Sam let his arm fall back down, encircling Gabriel in his jacket. Gabriel closed his eyes and pressed his face against Sam as he continued to hug him.

"You're here," Gabriel said, his voice growing unsteady with joy. Sam awkwardly hugged him back and rested his chin on Gabriel's head.

"Of course I am," Sam whispered affectionately. "You promised me a magic show before I left and I intend to to have that offer fulfilled."

Gabriel didn't answer, he could feel his eyes welling up with tears. He blinked rapidly, not wanting Sam to see him cry. But when he gave an audibly shaky breath, Sam knew. His hand immediately found Gabriel's face and gently wiped the tears away. Gabriel pulled away and made a face, tying to hide just how happy he was.

"Well we've got a night of fun ahead of us," he said, turning Sam to face him. Sam gave Gabriel a lopsided smile as he heard this.

"Good, I was starting to get bored."

Gabriel laughed, it wasn't funny, but when Sam said it, Gaberiel couldn't seem to hold back a even a chuckle. Sam stood up and wiped the rain off his pants before extending a hand to Gabriel. Gabriel grinned and took Sam's hand, intertwining their fingers, before standing up. Sam walked close to Gabriel in the dark of the night, they pressed against each other. Gabriel was suddenly oblivious to all of the rain, it was simply background noise.

A bell rang, a light tinkling sound that made Gabriel smile. And suddenly there was no more rain. They were in an empty icecream shop, the cheery setting seemed to match how Gabriel felt perfectly. Gabriel swung around Sam, tugging on his arm idly. He pulled himself up and stood on the very tips of his toes, his work shoes squeaking loudly on the floor. Gabriel placed a hand on Sam's shoulder and pulled himself higher, straining to reach his boyfriend's ear.

"An icecream store?" he whispered with a smirk. "How utterly cliché."

"Can't beat a classic," Sam said affectionately, smiling down at Gabriel and kissing his forehead. Gabriel stood flat on his feet and crossed his arms right across his chest, pretending for the sake of his sanity that he wasn't holding back a squeal.

"I'll be right with you!" an overwhelmed voice called from the back room. Sam walked up to the counter, leaving Gabriel to stand by the door. Sam took off his drenched jacket to reveal an equally wet shirt underneath. The cloth clung to Sam's muscular figure, showing the contours of his body. Gabriel exhaled sharply, only able to watch as Sam stretched the soreness out of his muscles. Gabriel made a soft squeaking sound that, hopefully, no one had heard.

"I'll be right there!" the same voice repeated frantically, a head momentarily poking out the door. They watched as the woman disappeared back into the room.

"Gabe, what do you want?" Sam asked, placing his hands on the counter and leaning forwards, studying the menu carefully. Gabriel smirked and walked up to Sam quietly.

"Gabe," Sam said turning around when Gabriel didn't answer. "What do you want?"

Gabe stopped and cleared his throat, standing up straighter. He tried hard to focus on Sam's face but failed oh so miserably.

"I'll- uh, I'll have chocolate," Gabriel said absentmindedly, eyeing Sam's torso. Sam followed Gabriel's gaze and his jaw tightened. He grabbed his jacket off the counter and slipped it back on.

"Okay," he said tensely as he zipped it up all the way. "That'll work."

Gabriel inwardly laughed at how awkward Sam had suddenly become.

"Okay!" the woman's voice said as she walked out of the back room. "What'll you two have?"

"What?" Sam asked blankly, seeming to have forgotten where they were.

"Icecream," the woman reminded him with a cheery tone.

"Oh! Right, I- uh, sorry. I lost my train of thought," Sam said with a smile, which quickly turned to an accusing glare as he faced Gabriel. Gabriel shrugged with a smirk and raised his eyesbrows. Sam sighed and gave Gabriel an affectionate shove before turning back to the woman.

"One chocolate and one vanilla," he said quickly, pulling out his wallet. The woman nodded and quickly went to work, pulling out cones and icecream scoopers. Gabriel stepped up to Sam and placed his hands on his arm.

"Where're we going after this?" Gabriel asked softly, Sam pursed his lips together and shrugged.

"Dunno, walk around?"

"That works," Gabriel said happily, grabbing his icecream from the lady and licking it idly. Sam took his and payed before going to walk out the door. Gabriel skipped up to Sam and the two walked out the door into the rainy night.

A/N

hey guys I'm just starting out and don't have many readers yet so if you could let your friends know about this story it'd mean the world to me!