"Oh come on!" Dean yelled at the football game on the screen. It was the Kansas Jayhawks against the Texas Longhorns and there was a flag thrown on the Jayhawks. Castiel glared from the kitchen and Sam took a sip of his soda, snickering. Castiel never understood why Dean felt the need to yell at the TV during sporting events, or when something shocking happened on Dr. Sexy, MD.

"So, what time will Gabriel be over?" Castiel walked over to the couch and took a seat next to Dean with a beer for himself and a new one for Dean.

"He should be here in about half an hour." Sam glanced at his phone. It was just before one-thirty and Gabriel said practice ran a little late so it would probably be closer to two, which was fine. Dean had made some burgers on the grill since it had been pretty nice outside and the three boys were just sitting around watching football and eating. Sam was going to try and get Gabriel upstairs so they could talk, but he also wasn't sure if Dean and Castiel would go for it. The Jayhawks were just about at the Longhorns' fifteen yard line where there was a knock on the door.

"Sammy, door."

"Thanks, Dean. I heard it." Sam said as he stood up.

"Sarcasm is not needed. Just go get the door." Sam walked to the door and opened it. There was Gabriel. His blonde hair was still slightly wet. He was wearing jeans, black boots, a black t-shirt with a Kelley green button up over the top. He only had one arm in his backpack's straps. He smiled and Sam smiled back.

"Hey, Sam. How's it going?"

"Pretty good, how are you?"

"Great. Can I come in?" Gabriel looked under Sam's arm into the foyer.

"Oh, yeah of course." Sam took a step back and Gabriel followed him in. Sam shut the door and Gabriel took off his boots then followed Sam into the living room. Gabriel tried to move his eyes from Sam's ass when Castiel and Dean came into view.

"Hey there, Gabriel." Dean and Castiel smiled from the couch.

"Hey, guys. What's going on?"

"Watching the game, wanna join?" Dean asked.

"Um…yeah. Thanks." Gabriel smiled and sat down next to Castiel, placing his backpack in front of him.

"Do you want a soda, water or a burger or anything?"

"I'll take water, but I just ate." Sam nodded and headed into the kitchen. He heard yells coming from the living room and turned to see Dean, Castiel and Gabriel jump up from the couch. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and walked back into the living room.

"Touchdown!" Dean cheered. He planted a kiss on Castiel's cheek and Castiel smiled. Gabriel grinned at Sam and Sam returned it. He walked over, handed the can to Gabriel and took a seat next to him as the rest of them sat down.

"So, what were you saying Gabriel?" Dean looked over at him.

"Oh, just that practices are going well." Gabriel took a drink of his water. Castiel and Dean asked Gabriel some more questions, and Sam just hoped Gabriel wasn't getting nervous or embarrassed. Gabriel seemed okay with the questions and was even laughing and joking with Dean. When the game was over, (the Jayhawks won) Sam announced that the two of them would be going up to his room.

"Sammy, keep the door open." Dean winked.

"Dean!" Castiel smacked Dean's arm.

"What? Just a rule I have. I don't have many."

"What about driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole?"

"What about family doesn't end with blood?"

"What about no dogs in the car?"

"What about no dogs period?"

"What about you don't take a jo…?"

"Okay, okay!" Castiel and Sam shared a grin and Gabriel began to laugh on the couch. "Just, it's a new rule."

"Fine, we're just going to be working on our chem project." Sam looked at Gabriel, who finally stopped laughing, and nodded towards the stairs. "Ready?"

"Yeah." Gabriel stood up, grabbed his backpack and followed Sam upstairs. Once both of them were inside, Sam half way shut the door. Hey, it was still technically open right? Gabriel took a seat on the floor and took his chemistry book and notebook out.

"Um…you don't have to sit on the floor."

"Would you prefer me on the bed?" Gabriel waggled his eyebrows and smirked. The blush that came to Sam's face was probably the hottest his face had ever been.

"I…uh…y…you…" It seemed like anything he would say would come out wrong. Gabriel thought it was adorable how flustered Sam had gotten. Sam cleared his throat and then sat down at his desk. "If you're comfortable on the floor, you're more than welcome to stay there."

"Alrighty, so we should get started?" The two worked on their project for about two hours. They could occasionally hear Dean yell at the officials or the players on the teams.

"And…we…are…done!" Sam typed a word on his laptop for each word he said.

"Woo!" Gabriel threw some of his papers in the air and smiled at Sam. "I think that I'll take that spot on the bed now." He stood up, then laid down on Sam's bed and stretched out, taking up almost the whole thing. Sam stared at him. This had been a moment that Sam had imagined for a while. Except, he wasn't sitting at his desk in the fantasy.

"So, now what would you like to do?" Gabriel put his hands behind his head and glanced over at Sam. Sam smiled and glanced out his window.

"Kind of a weird question, but would you want to go on a walk? I mean, I know it's probably cold and windy and you are…"

"No, I would really like to. Some exercise after sitting around for three hours would be great." Gabriel sat up and then stood up. Sam stood up and the two walked out. Sam had gotten the plan to tell Gabriel his feelings when they got to the park that was close to the house while they were working on the project. They used to play at it when they were younger, and Sam figured it would be a good place to just get it all out. They went down stairs and into the living room. Castiel was at the table in the kitchen, looking at papers and Dean was still sitting on the couch.

"Hey, so Gabriel and I are going to go on a walk up to Kripke Park, is that okay?"

"Huh? Yeah, go ahead, Sammy. Have fun." Dean waved from the couch, still focused on the game going on.

"When will you be back?" Castiel, as usual, took the role of responsible parenting when sports were on.

"Um…" Sam looked at Gabriel. Gabriel shrugged. "An hour and a half or two?"

"Two hours?"

"Well, it's nice outside."

"It'll be dark soon."

"Cas, we'll be back before it gets dark."

"Yeah, but Sam…"

"Cas, he can go." Dean had stood up and walked over to the table and put his hands on Castiel's shoulders. "Relax, let the kids have some fun." Dean began to massage Castiel's shoulders. Castiel closed his eyes and sighed.

"Fine." Dean kissed the top of Castiel's head and continued massaging. Castiel kept his eyes closed and Dean nodded towards the door. He even mouthed "Go." Sam grabbed Gabriel's arm and pulled him towards the front door. Once out the door, Sam and Gabriel were laughing.

"They're oddly cute." Sam shrugged.

"I guess I'm just used to it by now. All it takes is a glance from Dean or something and Cas will pretty much give in."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, and it works the other way, too. That's how I got Dean to let me drive the Impala. I begged him, he told me absolutely not, then I went and talked to Cas and magically I could take the Impala out by myself."

"You know how to work 'em huh?"

"Don't you know how to work your parents?"

"Well, my mom is pretty easy. Especially if it has to do with you." Gabriel hadn't meant to say that last part. Sam lit up though, so it was worth it. Those dimples made anything stupid he said worth it.

"Your mom likes me?"

"My mom adores you. I could probably tell her that you and I were going to go on a killing spree and she would just smile and say have fun." Sam chuckled. He knew that Saraqeal liked him, but he doubted it was that much. The two kept talking and finally made it to the park.

"Swings!" Gabriel reverted to a five year old and ran to the swings. Sam couldn't help but grin and watch him. It was beyond endearing. Sam followed him and took the swing next to his. Gabriel was already high and…wait…was he giggling?

"Saaaaaam! Why aren't you swinging?" Gabriel asked between giggles. Sam was pretty sure he was going to just lose it if he didn't tell Gabriel now.

"Gabe, can you actually come down here?" Gabriel dragged his feet in the woodchips to bring him down to Sam's level. Once he finally stopped, he turned his eyes towards Sam. No, no, he couldn't tell him. It just wasn't the right time. Sam looked at the ground.

"Is there something you want to tell me?"

"I…I…Gabe, I don't know how to say this."

"Say what?" Sam took a deep breath and looked out at the park.

"Do you remember when we were five and we promised we would always be best friends?" Gabriel wasn't sure where this was going.

"Um…yeah? I kind of messed that up though didn't I?"

"It wasn't your entirely fault. I mean, yeah you picked douchy friends, but…"

"No, really. Sam, will you please look at me?" Sam finally looked at Gabriel. The blueish/green met the golden and both of the boys knew that they would have to tell the other. They couldn't hide their feelings anymore.

"Y…yeah?" Sam cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry for everything. For picking on you, for letting my friends pick on you for so many years, I just…Sam, I'm sorry for all of it. I know that it's probably not even close to make up for it all, but I am really sorry."

"I…yeah, I know Gabe. You've apologized before and…" Gabriel cut him off.

"And I think I know why I let them do it."

"What do you mean?" Gabriel took a deep breath. Here it was. His heart was pounding so hard that he could barely hear himself say the next words.

"I…I think it was because…I…washidingmyfeelings…for…you?" Sam heard the words, but he wasn't sure if they were really said. He saw Gabriel's lips moving, but had those words actually said it?

"You were what?" Sam whispers. He's pretty sure that his voice would betray him if he talked any louder.

"I know that you probably hate me, so the feeling is obviously not mutual, but Sam, I think about you all the time. I mean all the time: basketball practice, every class I'm in, at night, alone in my room, all the time. Chemistry has become my favorite class, just because you're in it." Gabriel couldn't read Sam's face. He thought that maybe that meant he should keep going. "I just…I think you needed to know that." Gabriel wrapped his arm around the chain of the swing.

"Gabe…I…I don't…"

"You don't have to answer me. I'll just, head home. I know that you probably don't feel the same because I've been such a dick. Bye, Sam." Gabriel stood up and tried to keep the lump in his throat from welling up into tears, but that wasn't working well. He began to walk away. He thought he heard the faint jingle of a chain, and then Sam's voice behind him.

"Gabe, I think you deserve an answer after a confession like that." Gabriel wiped the tears out of his eyes and turned around. Sam was a lot closer than Gabriel had thought he would be. His eyes weren't full of anger, or even sorrow that Gabriel thought they would be. His eyes looked hopeful, happy even. What the hell?

"What kind of answer do you have for me, Sammoose?" Gabriel attempted a smirk, but wasn't sure if it came across. Sam closed the gap between the two, took Gabriel's face between his hands, and then pressed his lips to Gabriel's. Gabriel was in such shock that he didn't even know how to react, until he finally understood what was going on. Sam was nervous that he had crossed a line, until Gabriel started kissing him back. Gabriel could feel hoi Behind his closed eyes, Sam practically saw fireworks. Gabriel wrapped his fingers in Sam's shaggy hair and pulled him down more (damn the kid was tall) into the kiss. Gabriel's tongue gently licked Sam's lips to open them and the two tongues were dancing inside their mouths. Gabriel pulled away just enough to see the gorgeous color of Sam's eyes and then smiled. Sam smiled back, his dimples popping out once again.

"How was that for an answer?" Sam inquired as he slid his arms down to Gabriel's waist, pulling him closer.

"The best answer I've ever gotten." Gabriel stretched up and kissed Sam once more.

Ok, so, I'm obviously going to finish their high school years (them telling everybody, prom, graduation, things like that) and then possibly continue to college? Maybe? Let me know what you think! Thanks guys! Y'all are awesome!