Warnings: Fluff, angst, language, mpreg, and overall nothingness.
"Will you come lay with me? I can't sleep alone. Not tonight."
"Yes. Absolutely. You never have to sleep alone again. Just say the word."
"Sam?"
"What?"
"I'm saying the word."
"Y-you're..."
"Sam, I'm saying the word. I don't ever want to sleep alone again."
Sam ran up to Gabriel and hugged him tightly in his arms. Gabriel quietly screamed, causing Sam to let him go.
"Oh, sorry. Are you okay?" Sam asked, worried.
"No. Yes. Let's pretend I'm okay. I was almost raped. My fucking LATIN TEACHER rescued me. He might be in love with me! I have a cracked jaw. So I can't move my fucking mouth. I can talk, but I can't enunciate. I can't see out of my left eye. I can't smell...anything other than blood. Hurts to breathe and laugh and move and exist! My right arm has threads holding it TOGETHER. AND THERE'S NOTHING HOLDING ME TOGETHER. AND I CAN'T DO AN EXASPERATED SIGH, BECAUSE THAT WOULD HURT."
"Gabriel, I..."
"I know. You're sorry. Why the hell do you like me?!"
"Do you believe in love at first sight?"
"No."
"Well you should. I fell for you the second I saw you," Sam giggled at this next part. "and your books fell for me. At least I think they did. We may never know why they were on the floor when we first met."
"Let's just go to bed."
Sam and Gabriel laid down. Gabriel laid on Sam's bare chest and they talked for two hours.
Since they got home at 1:00 AM, they went to sleep at about 3:00 AM.
THE MORNING AFTER *wiggles eyebrows like Gabriel*
Sam woke up and immediately remembered what had happened last night. He looked down, hoping to see a cute, sleeping Gabriel, but he was gone.
Sam shot up, looking around the large bedroom. He knew there wasn't that many places in the loft that he could've hidden.
Then he smelled it. Bacon, and coffee, and eggs, and...no. An omega in heat. Crap. He's in heat.
"Gabriel, is that you?"
"Yes, Sam."
Sam got out of bed to see Gabriel cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
Gabriel was wearing his robe, and his favorite plaid sleeping pants.
"Your alarm woke me up. You looked absolutely adorable, so I decided to let you sleep," Gabriel said, not turning around.
"It's 5:00 AM," Sam sighed.
"Yeah?" Gabriel questioned, innocently.
"Whatever."
Gabriel turned around and Sam saw that he was wearing nothing under the pants.
Sam realized something and ran back up the steps to the bedroom and looked in the closet.
Everything was knocked down and messed up. The sheets were messier than last night.
"Gabriel?"
"Yes Alpha?"
Sam bit back a moan. "Did you mark me?"
"Yes. Is that bad?"
"No."
Sam walked back into the kitchen and walked up behind Gabriel. "It's really hot."
Sam wrapped his arms around Gabriel's waist.
"I'm guessing you know."
"Know what?" Sam chuckled nervously.
"That I'm in heat?"
"Yeah, that. It's taking everything in my power not to bend you over this counter and claim your ass as mine," Sam whispered hotly in Gabriel's ear.
"Oh. I wish you would. But I am in too much pain," Gabriel attempted to smile, but failed. He reached for the plates he had pulled out earlier and put two eggs and four strips of bacon on each.
"I will, eventually, claim you. But I'll wait till you're at full health so I can properly pound your tight pussy without any repercussions," Sam stated.
"When, exactly, will that be?" Gabriel asked, going to pick both plates up at the same time but Sam took them and put them on the table before returning to wrap his arms around Gabriel's waist.
"As soon as possible. I'd say about a month or so, and your ass is as good as mine," Sam shrugged.
"Can't wait, but we have to go to school right now," Gabriel said, turning around and patting Sam on the chest.
"No, you have to go to school. I have to go to work," Sam said, leaning their foreheads together.
"Shut up and eat your damn breakfast," Gabriel said, walking over to the table.
Sam laughed, but he complied and ate the food.
"How...the fuck...did you make this so damn good?" Sam asked, obviously amazed.
"I made it with love!" Gabriel teased.
"Awww. I'm going to puke," Sam joked.
"Sammy!"
"What?"
"You're gonna make me laugh."
"Oh sorry," Sam said, taking a drink of his coffee.
"I'm going to wear a floral short-sleeved shirt, maybe shorts," Gabriel pondered.
"No, you should wear my old clothes. But I do have an old, floral short-sleeved shirt. Why do you want to wear a floral shirt? Wait, never mind. Just go get the clothes."
"Okay, Alpha," Gabriel smiled, innocently.
"Gabe? Are you a virgin?" Sam asked, putting the dishes in the sink.
"Yeah. I'm not a slut. I don't just go around giving guys my virginity," Gabe said, crossing his arms.
"I never said you were a slut. It's just going to make it hard not to fuck you into the mattress when the time comes for me to claim you."
Gabriel bit his lip.
"Sammy, we really gotta get to Lebanon High. I don't want to be late for my first class," Gabriel said, getting dressed and grabbing his stuff.
"I am your first class. I'll excuse your tardiness," Sam huffed.
"You can't," Gabriel argued.
"I can do what I want," Sam said, crossing his arms.
"I am what you want. Do me," Gabriel teased.
"I can't," Sam realized.
"EXACTLY. LET'S GO," Gabriel said, walking out the door.
Sam ran and got dressed, nearly forgetting his keys. He did, actually, forget his briefcase.
He ran back to the desk and grabbed his briefcase, then ran back to the elevator before Gabriel closed the door.
When Sam's car pulled into the lot, omegas, alphas, and betas alike squealed and screamed and jumped with joy.
"Oh my god! It's Sam!" Hannah, the captain of the cheer leading squad, yelled.
"Yeah, like we don't know, Hannah."
"Shut it, Jessica!" Hannah yelled.
Sam got out of the car and, for effect, put on a pair of Ray-Bans.
All the girls and omegas screamed harder.
He closed his door with the hand that wasn't holding his briefcase.
Everyone thought he was going to walk into the school, but he walked around his car and went to open the passenger door.
"What is he doing? Is there someone with him? Ugh," Hannah muttered.
The tinted windows had truly proven useful.
When he opened the door, the crowd gasped and murmured.
Sam helped Gabriel out of the car and closed the door for him.
"Oh my God. What the fuck happened to him?! Holy shit! The wrap on his arm is all bloody and stuff. Gross. Look at his left eye," Hannah said, poking at Jennifer.
"I can see it. Although, I doubt he can see much of anything with that shiner," Jennifer gawked.
Hannah cackled and Sam shot her an angry look.
Everyone gasped again.
Sam put Gabriel's backpack on his shoulders, which he bought so Gabriel's books would never be under attack again. Sam turned around and Gabriel stood close to him.
"Sam, they're staring at us."
"Well," Sam said, wrapping his arms around Gabriel's waist, "let's give 'em something to stare at."
"Wh-"
Gabriel was cut off by Sam's attack.
He grabbed the nape of Gabriel's neck and pulled him close enough to crash their lips together, as lightly as he could, of course.
Everyone's jaws dropped.
Sam pulled back and smiled. He closed the car door and grabbed Gabriel's hand. He locked the car and led Gabriel into the school.
Students filed in after them, following and watching closely.
"Isn't that the new kid?" Hannah whispered to Jessica.
"Yeah. I don't know his name, though."
"Heya Sammy!" Dean yelled, walking up with Castiel in tow.
"Hello Sam," Castiel said flatly.
"Hey Dean, Cas," Sam started. "How are you this morning?"
"Not good," Castiel said. "Morning sickness."
"Isn't that only when you're pregnant?" Gabriel asked.
Castiel looked at Gabriel.
"I mean...Isn't that only when you're pregnant, Mr. Novak?"
"Yes, Gabriel. It is."
"So...you're pregnant?" Gabriel asked.
"Yes, Dean and I are having a baby."
"Congratulations. You must be super excited," Gabriel said, attempting to smile.
"I'm more excited to see what Sam has to say," Dean joked.
Gabriel looked at Sam and rolled his one good eye. He elbowed Sam in the rib and whispered, "Look alive, weirdo."
"I am alive."
"Well then say something, Sammich."
Sam smiled at Gabriel then looked back at the happy couple.
"Congratulations, jerk."
"Bitch."
"Stop it guys," Castiel said, obviously the only mature one out of the four. "We have to get to class. Dean, go."
Dean grumbled something and walked away, hordes of omegas and betas following him.
Castiel started walking towards his classroom, leaving Sam and Gabriel alone.
Hannah walked up and shoved Gabriel out of the way.
Gabriel growled in pain. Sam gasped and caught Gabriel before he fell.
"Miss Hollister! Principal's office! NOW!"
Hannah yelped at Sam's outburst and scurried to the principal's office.
"Gabriel? Are you okay?!"
"No. She shoved me right on the bruise."
"Oh my- she better get suspended."
"Let it be. As long as-"
Josh walked by and smiled at Gabriel.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Sam yelled.
Sam turned around and swung at Josh.
"How dare you show your disgusting face at school after what you did to Gabriel last night?!"
"Sam stop!" Gabriel yelled, grabbing Sam's arm.
Sam looked at Gabriel's tear-filled eyes and stopped.
Everyone was looking at them now.
"G-Gabriel...I-"
"No. Sam. Stop."
"He-he tried to rape you, babe."
"I know, I was there. The police will handle him."
"Actually, Gabey, the police already handled me. I spent the night in jail. Still, I promised myself I'd show up for school today. I wouldn't let a pussy like you keep me from missing a day at this lovely school," Josh said, laughing.
"You motherfucker, I will end you!"
"Try me!" Josh said, running down the hallway. He stopped when he saw a cop.
"He broke free and came to school?!"
"Gabriel, I'm sorry."
"It's fine, babe."
"Let's get back to class, Gabe."
"We could make a stop in the bathroom first. Have a little make-out session?"
Sam grabbed Gabriel's hand and hurried down the hall to the bathroom.
TBC