Sour Candy 4

Supernatural, Sastiel, Warnings-None

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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Dean just raised an eyebrow when he found Sam sulking over his tea later on that evening.

-Not that I’m worrying too much about you but you look like someone just ran over your dog.

Sam turned to Dean, he considered for a second to bitchface him but something else was pressing his mind.

-Dean?

His brother just turned to him and rested the weight of his body on the counter.

-How did you and Gabriel, uh, hook up?

Dean opened up his eyes wide. Was his brother actually asking him, master of one night stands, notes on how to hook up with someone? Dean was never someone to like talking about feelings but even he had to admit that he had been happier these past weeks with Gabriel by his side than on the old days where he banged whoever was available around town and if his little brother needed help so desperately then he could just cut his crap of no chick-flick moments for a while.

-Well, it’s not… something that we talked about to be honest. I mean, not even today we have talked about anything ‘formal’.

Sam turned to look at him curious.

-I mean, you know how I am and Gabriel is… pretty much like me when it comes to that. We’re just happy the way we are now so why jinx it?

-But you do love him, right?

-Well… the sex is pretty good.

The way Dean blushed and rubbed the side of his neck while avoiding Sam’s eyes was a dead giveaway of where his feelings towards the archangel actually stood. Sam straightened himself in awareness. He was sure his brother had more to say about that than what he would admit.

-Anyway I decided I wanted more when Gabriel was about to change me back to straight.

-Why?

-Well, probably because kissing him had felt really good… Not only good, it felt right. And I didn’t want to miss that.

Dean’s averting gaze had finally shifted into an assertiveness the hunter only took out on do or die situations. Sam had to admit to himself his brother had looked pretty cool at that moment. Dean finally went to grab his beer and made a turn for the door but not before addressing Sam one last time.

-So maybe all you need to hook up is to give him a kiss so good that he has to come back for more.

Sam blushed while his brother sent him a wink. That didn’t help him at all. Because just like Gabriel with his brother, it had been Cas the one who had left him wanting more. Feeling defeated, he just dropped his head on the table, ready to mope for a while.

The day Castiel was meant to take his grace away from Sam arrived and passed without notice. Sam had managed to stay far away from him thanks to a hunt he and his brother had taken, leaving Cas and Gabriel to take care of Jack under the pretense that the brothers needed some personal space from everyone else around.

-I think I’m an idiot.

-Well at least you’re finally accepting it.

-Jerk.  

-Bitch.

Dean went to sit in front of Sam at the little dining table of the motel room with a sigh.

-You want me to be your wingman with Cas?

Sam immediately blushed. His first reaction leaned on denying everything but Dean was sending him that knowing look he had perfectioned throughout the years that told him to cut the crap. Sam just allowed his gaze to fall somewhere between his and his brother arms resting on the table.

-I don’t… I just… I’m scared Dean. We’ve been friends for so long, what if I ruin it?

Dean just huffed a bit annoyed, a bit amused.

-Dude, you just can’t ruin it with Cas. He loves you too! Seriously how dense can you two actually be? You think after all the pushing we’ve been doing to nudge you guys you would’ve already made a move.

Two days later the brothers went back to the bunker with just a couple of bruises that the angels fixed in a second. After announcing their disappearance into the Dean-cave, Dean and Gabriel dragged Jack with them for an anime marathon, leaving Sam and Cas behind.

-I guess it’s a good time to remove the grace from inside you.

Sam blushed, boldened by his recent chats on the road with his brother he decided to take things a bit more personal and convinced Cas to do it in his room, with the pretense that he wanted to avoid other people watching. Seeing there was only the desk chair, both settled for sitting on the edge of the bed.

With the atmosphere going dense in anticipation, both Cas and Sam suddenly felt like they were doing a mess of themselves. Lifting up their hands to reach each other, suddenly taking them back in fear of trespassing their personal spaces, crashing their arms in the middle of the maneuver and excusing themselves to each other like a pair of teenagers in their first escapade away from their parents. After some more failed attempts, Sam ended laughing and lowering his head in defeat.

-I think we look like a pair of idiots rights now.

Cas snickered and then composed himself.

-I’m sorry Sam, I’ll mend it now.

Sam smirked amused and looked up to ask Cas how he was actually going to mend things when he felt Castiel’s hand firmly holding the one he had resting on the bed by his side and pressing it down with a force Sam easily forgot the angel had. Sam’s thoughts stammered for a second while he turned towards their joined hands when he felt how Castiel firmly held his neck and pulled him towards his lips.

Sour Candy 3

Supernatural, Sastiel, Warnings-None
Part 1, Part 2
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Gabriel was leaning on the chair across him, feet over the table with a smug smile. He hadn’t moved for a while, waiting for the exact moment juuust right before Sam snapped to interrupt him.

-So.

-So? -Regarded Sam, annoyed that he had been beaten to the punch.

-You and Cas.

-What about us?

-There’s something going on between you. – Gabriel moved his eyebrows in a knowing manner.

Sam gruffed incredulously -What?

-Don’t play dumb, I’ve seen the glances you’ve been giving each other these past weeks.

Sam was floored for a second. He never imagined Gabriel to be the kind of guy who caught up subtleties.

-You’re insane.

-No, you’re in love.

Sam couldn’t help but laugh

-Ok now you’re not making any sense at all.

He was about to close the book he had in front of him when the archangel stood up.

-All I’m saying is, if there’s someone I don’t mind banging the bed’s headboard with my little brother, that one is you but for that to happen you’d better take that stick off your ass first, grow a pair and tell him how you feel.

Gabriel disappeared in front of his eyes leaving Sam incapacitated to sass him back, frustrated, he threw a ball of paper to nearest dustbin. Something about the conversation was bothering him thought. Did Gabriel just implied he was giving him his blessing?

Meanwhile, a similar conversation was taking place on the other side of the bunker.

-Dean, I told you already, I’m not “checking up” your brother.

-Alright buddy if you say so. All I’m saying here is, there’s a tv with Netflix at the Dean-cave and you still prefer to get into Sam’s bedsheets, to which he never complaints. So if you don’t want to tell me a thing it’s cool but you should at least consider telling Sam how you feel for real.

The hunter’s smug face was rubbing off on Cas in an annoying manner. The easier thing to do was to tell Dean the truth but he found himself unable to admit he had kissed Sam, leaving some grace on him and that although he was indeed checking him up it was mostly because he wanted to see whether it was having any effect on him. In the end he just rolled his eyes and sighed.

-I’ll think about it later.

Dean beamed his smile at Cas and left him to keep on with the coral reef documentary he had been looking at before the interruption but his thoughts kept steering towards Sam. Giving up to it, he went searching for Sam, who was still lingering at the library.

-Hey Cas, what’s up?

-Nothing, I just wanted to check on you.

Sam chuckled -Why would you need to check on me?

-I just… thought it would be good.

Sam turned around to see if there was no one close enough to hear.

-Is it about the grace you placed in me?

Cas nodded, he sat by Sam’s side and held his face between his hands, trying to peer with as little intrusion as possible into the hunter’s body to see if there was something odd.  

-Have you felt any different?

-Nope, everything’s normal I guess.

Well it was to be expected, Cas thought, he assumed he had willed enough intention on turning Sam bisexual on the grace he had placed on him but he wasn’t pining for him like Gabriel had for Dean, maybe that was the reason Sam didn’t look nor act any different. He still remembered how Dean had behaved when that had happened to him, nervous and squirmy, obviously aware something odd had been going on while Sam was just hanging like normal. Maybe they should just put an end to the silly experiment. It was obvious Sam would not actually end up feeling any kind of attraction to men, even less to him, knowing that he was an angel. Dean was an idiot for even trying to convince him of that.

Cas had been staring at Sam long enough for the hunter to feel a bit uncomfortable with the way he was being held by the seraph.

-Uh, Cas?

Cas snapped from his thoughts and took his hands away from him in haste.

-Sorry… I spaced out.

-It’s ok

-I cannot see anything changing in you Sam. Maybe we should just end this experiment, it looks like a waste of time.

Sam didn’t know what to answer the seraph, he had asked Castiel for a kiss in the pretense that he could eventually be turned bisexual, the problem he just realised now was that he already was bisexual so, naturally, there was no way the experiment could have made any difference on him at all. He couldn’t tell Cas he had just wanted to kiss him now, right? What would Cas think of him, taking advantage like that of their friendship? But right now Cas felt like none of it had been worth it. How could he fix the mess he had made? Before he could keep himself worried about that he noticed how close Cas was from him. He intended to kiss him to take his grace back. So that was it? There would be no more kisses after that.  

-Wait.

Castiel stopped an inch from his face. Sam pushed him softly away.

-There’s still a week left, maybe we should just wait until the month ends.

Castiel stiffened a little but pushed himself back from the chair to stand up.

-Of course, if that’s what you wish.

Before he could actually step away, Sam held his hand. Castiel turned again towards him, with those piercing blue eyes questioning Sam silently.

-It’s not… It’s not a waste of time Cas. Maybe something can happen.

Castiel only nodded at Sam to give him reason but deep inside he was a bit frustrated. If he was only allowed to have just another kiss then he’d rather have it sooner than later.

Family


Supernatural, Debriel, Warnings-Fluff
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Jack’s family was classified like this: Sam was dad, Cas was dad, Dean was dad, Mary was mom and Gabriel was uncle. These days though, Jack kind of felt the dynamics had slowly been changing but he couldn’t really understand how.

Dean sat in front of his brother, leaving Jack’s plate in front of the kid while reaching for the stack of pancakes. Gabriel sitting by his side. These days it was pretty much the norm, Sam and Jack on one side, Dean and Gabe on the other, Cas showing up by the end of breakfast to say good morning or that he had a case if none of the other members of the bunker had found one already.

“I’ll do a run later since we’re low on some stuff.”

“Let’s also grab flour, butter and sugar for a cherry pie!”

Dean just nodded at Gabriel to acknowledge his idea.

“Can I go too?”

“If you’re ready, we’ll leave in an hour.”

Jack jumped from his seat after finishing and did his dishes as Dean had taught him before running away to get ready for the grocery run. He even disregarded Sam’s call of attention about running on the halls.

“I was thinking… Common families have a mom and dad, and they are a couple. But I have more dads than moms and none of them are together as a couple. Is that still considered normal?”

The road was swiftly passing by below Baby, the sun feeling warm while the closed windows banned the cold September air from the car.

“Don’t think too much about it kid, you’ll burn your brains out.”

“Gabe’s right Kid, you’re special in every way, there’s no reason for your family to be normal. This, raising you, it’s a group effort.”

Jack felt warm inside. There was something special about being praised by Dean even when many other people also praised him when he did something good.

“Why you ask though?”

“I…  I kind of hoped I could see a couple in love, like normal parents are.”

Oh… Dean and Gabriel felt for the kid in a way that was almost painful.

“Well if you want to see a couple in love we could try joining Cas and Sam together.”

“Yeah, that could work. Sam would like it.”

“Wow wait a sec, I was joking… I thought Sam liked women?”

“Naw, he’s more into girls but he would never say no to Cas, we’ve been through thick and thin together and the guy’s definitely not half bad either. I mean, big blue eyes, bamf, deep sexy voice, dark hair and a total nerd to top all that? Dude checks all the blanks in the box.”

Gabriel snapped towards Dean faster than he would acknowledge.

“Wait, you don’t have the hots for Cas, do you?”

“What!? Of course not! He’s my friend, don’t be an idiot.”

“You better not!”

“Dude I just told you I don’t! Why you get like that so sudden?”

Gabriel blushed and looked away.

“No reason…”

“You never asked if I was interested in guys either.”

Gabriel just shrugged softly. Assuming that would be the end of that conversation.

Jack understood something was happening. Gabriel was looking out into the woods while Dean glanced briefly at him with a soft smirk. The atmosphere was awkward and they were not saying a thing. Eventually, everything came back in order while they were doing the groceries. Dean and Gabriel indulging the kid with silly stuff like candy and cheap toys.

Dean waited until they were at the bunker, picking up the bags to thread back into the conversation.

“I’m not.”

“Huh?”

“I’m not particularly interested in guys.”

“…oh”

Jack could see Gabriel’s face fall with disappointment while grabbing his part of the groceries bags. Before he could notice, Dean was in front of him. Gabriel turned towards him a bit startled with the proximity.

“But Archangels… that I could like.”

Dean swiftly stole Gabriel a kiss and sent him a well placed wink before heading over the staircase. When Jack catched a glimpse of Gabriel blushing he understood perfectly well why. Dean was extremely charming and he had made his intentions very clear. He approached his uncle with a smile.

“I also think I’d like to see you together.”

Leaving a quite dumbfounded Gabriel behind, he went to catch up with Dean. So Dean would be dad, and Gabriel would probably be a dad-uncle? No matter how he’d define them, they would be a couple in love.

He liked that.

Sour Candy 2

Supernatural, Sastiel, Warnings-None

Part 1

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Sam’s face shone with glee after Cas accepted his invitation, he immediately placed his hands on the seraph’s shoulders and leaned slowly over Cas ready to kiss him but stopped midway.

-Uhm, Cas? Now’s when you close your eyes.

-Oh, sorry.

Cas obediently followed Sam’s instructions and stood still waiting for Sam’s lips but after a moment of silence and nothing happening he opened them again.

-Sam?

-You know what? Maybe it’s not such a great idea after all.

Their parted lips joined neatly while Castiel invaded Sam’s mouth with his tongue, forcing a drowned moan from the hunter. He slowly expanded his grace unto Sam’s body, searching for his soul. Despite knowing on a basic level what he was supposed to do, his consciousness was assaulted by the way Sam’s soul felt from within his vessel. Bright and powerful, Sam was life incarnated. That moment Cas finally understood what humans meant when they said ‘God is in me’.

It was odd for Cas to see his friend wavering like that, he didn’t understand what was the problem but he didn’t feel like Sam actually wanted to leave the matter aside, more like he was shying away from it. In an impulse, he went to hold Sam’s neck and pulled him the rest of the way.

If Sam could only understand how pure he really was, they would have been able to withstand many trials in a very different way. After touching Sam’s soul with his grace, Cas separated himself from the hunter leaving just a short space between them and a little bit shocked about the fact that even he had to inhale deeply in order to stop the dizziness.

An awkward moment came when none of them moved away. Sam was surprised that his hands had moved over Cas to hold his head and keep him close and tried several times to start a coherent sentence just to say he was sorry for intruding in his friend’s personal space before giving up and just shutting up.

-I placed a bit of my grace in you, just as you wanted.

-Right. Uh… So, what now?

-I believe we should just wait a month or so before retrieving it, like with your brother.

-Ok, ok… cool. A month is good.

-Are you alright?

-What? Yeah, yeah dude. I am.

-Your face is red. Did I upset you in any way?

Sam laughed nervously

-No Cas, you didn’t I… I just didn’t expect you to act so suddenly.

They resumed their strolling towards the town. Sam’s head was still racing at what just had happened. When the memory of Cas nailing Meg against a wall to kiss her came vividly out of thin air he realized he should have expected for Cas to be a good kisser. Still, he just never thought Cas would take command of the situation so easily. And he had liked it.

It was not like he was shocked to have liked it, he knew himself as bisexual since the days at Stanford, and although it was true his more important relationships had been with women he also felt attracted to men sometimes. That had been the true reason behind asking Castiel for a kiss, to tick it off the bucket list of things to do before he died… again.

And it was not like he was infatuated with Cas, I mean, he used to be, years ago. But so many things had happened that there was no time for him to catch up with his feelings towards Cas so in the end Cas had become just a friend. And yeah, he would take a bullet for him anyday but so would Dean and that didn’t mean he was suddenly pining for his friend. Specially not after finding out how good of a kisser he actually was.

-Sam?

-Yeah?

-You’re not listening to me.

-S­—sure, what? No I… I’m listening… Now.

Cas looked Sam in an accusatory manner but didn’t say a thing about it.

-I said you must really like acting like a guinea pig for asking to get my grace inside of you.

Sam smirked

-I thought you liked guinea pigs.

-You’re not a guinea pig Sam. You’re my friend.

Yeah, that was the problem right there, wasn’t it? Sam had opened his own Pandora’s box when he proposed the deal to Cas and now was starting to regret it.

-But if you were one, you would be a very soft guinea pig.

Sam just let out that dorky smile he always gave Cas when he said something specially nice and funny.

-Well you can pet me if you want. I promise I won’t bite.

He had just said it as a jest so he was a bit surprised when he felt the other man’s hand on his head, softly caressing his hair. It was such a gentle touch that Sam couldn’t but lean over for it while it lasted. Both men had awkward soft smiles on their faces by the time they arrived to town.

Sour Candy

Part Two of Sweet Treats

Supernatural, Sastiel, Warnings-None

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Sam was aware he had said it was ok. But after the fiftieth time he crashed into Gabriel shamelessly snogging with his brother in any of the public spaces of the bunker, he realized things were not gonna go as smooth as planned.

First things first, it was so weird to look at his brother act like a teenager that just discovered sex. He had tried his best to understand that considering the fact that, indeed, he had just discovered it with men; Dean was definitely allowed to get some slack on the excitement department but there had to be a limit to that, right?

And the second was that because of that, dynamics in the bunker were unstable. Laundry day had been rescheduled twice now and Dean had left once with Baby and Gabriel supposedly to get some food and hadn’t shown up the rest of the day, by the time Sam noticed all stores were closed and he had to wait until the next day to eat something. A month later he was still reminding Dean about it whenever he saw the pantry going down.

And this, among other petty things, was the reason he was just staring angrily at his laptop screen.

-What’s wrong Sam?

The hunter looked up to meet the seraph’s deep blue gaze fixed on him.

-Sigh, there’s way too many things in my mind right now. I mean, how is it possible that as soon as Dean goes bi he and Gabriel are just going at it like rabbits?

-You’re angry because Dean found a partner in Gabriel?

-No! …yes? It’s… it’s complicated. I think that I’m a bit jealous, I mean, when you live our kind of lives having someone to settle down with is hard because of all the dangers but having an archangel as partner makes things so much easier.

Castiel sat by his side. -Well it might be easier for Dean, but not for Gabriel when Dean dies.

Sam rustled awkwardly. -I’m sorry Cas, I… it never occurred to me that you will keep on living long after we’re gone. -Castiel just gave Sam a soft smile. -Do you ever think about what you’ll do when that happens?

Castiel turned his gaze down a moment -I try to be in the present and make the most out of my time with you right now. Also Jack will be there so I’ll no longer feel that alone.

-That’s really good to know.

An odd silence filled the room between them until Sam turned to look at Cas once more. He looked small and tired and sad so he did the only thing he knew that comforted him when that happened.

-Come here man.

Just like any time skinship was involved, the hug was awkwardly accepted by Cas at first but today it had been a little different. He leaned forward a tad bit more and Sam literally felt like he was trying to hide inside his arms. Sam felt a sudden rush of guilt knowing that he was making his friend feel like this.

-Hey, uhm, let’s go out tomorrow and do something together, I desperately need to get some air from all the snogging those two are doing.

-I’d really like to do that.

The next day found Sam and Cas strolling along the road of the bunker on the way to town, Dean had taken Gabriel out with Baby without even saying a thing.

-What is it Sam?

-I… I’m frustrated. I mean, Dean gave an explanation and everything but I really can’t believe that only a bit of grace could change a soul so much.

-It was there for quite some time, and Gabriel wanted to be with your brother.

-So what you mean is that if Gabriel had not been infatuated with Dean, his grace wouldn’t have affected him?

-Most probably. Yes

-Are you sure about it?

-I couldn’t tell Sam, I’m not the one who stuck their grace on your brother.

They walked for a couple minutes more, a soft wind caressing their faces.

-Maybe we should test it.

Castiel turned to look at Sam for a second. -I don’t think that’s a good idea, Dean and Gabriel…

-I’m not saying I’ll ask Gabriel to kiss me.

Castiel dropped a weary sight on the hunter, who was smirking.

-I mean, grace is still grace, no matter the angel, right?

-Well yes, but—

-So I don’t have to kiss Gabriel at all.

Sam finally stopped their tracks standing in front of Cas. After a look into Sam’s eyes, Castiel’s own gaze lit up in understanding.

-Sam, I honestly don’t think this is a good idea.

-Come on Cas, kiss me, leave some of your grace on me for a while, we’ve got nothing to lose.

-I still don’t understand why you want to do this.

-Because it’s interesting and I wanna see what happens and no one will die because of it. I mean we gotta do this you know, for science.

Cas fumbled for a second, looking away from the hunter, searching for a way to avoid this awkward situation without finding it. Eventually he hung up his shoulders in defeat with a sigh.

-Alright then.

Remember Me

Supernatural, Debriel, Warnings: Angst. All the fucking angst.

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The movie had been selected by the younger crowd of the alternate world. The kids were being homeschooled by their superiors and while some held a very stoic position where only practical skills were needed, Sam had been adamant on teaching these kids properly. Today was the last Friday of the month and as a reward for doing so well with their classes they now had a huge projector at the end of the library, tables and chairs moved aside and replaced by comfy floor cushions and rugs.

Dean had not meant to stall around them. He had only intended to bring them popcorn and juice boxes but when the bright colours of the papel picado at the start of the story appeared he was inevitably hooked and pulled a chair to sit on along the adults.

A place where you could reside after you died, a place where you lived as long as the family you left behind remembered you. It was a beautiful idea. But it wasn’t true.

Dean inevitably wandered back in his life to list all the people that had left him behind.

Dad, Jo, Ellen, Bobby, Kevin, Charlie, Crowley, yes, even Crowley. And most recently, Gabriel.

Gabriel, whom he had always liked but forced himself to not think anything about; first because he was a Trickster and he should just be thinking of killing him, not befriending him and later because he was an archangel right at the end of the world and apparently didn’t give a shit for them.

That first time he died Dean had been sad he hadn’t been able to make amends with him.

And then he had shown up once more. Beaten, cracked, a shell of what he had been. It was obvious that he would do little help in that state and yet he had left Sam behind with the archangel in hopes that both would be safe and that Sam could reach him.

True to his beliefs, Sam had delivered but Gabriel was gone again. And then back, hitting rock bottom on his grace reservoirs.

Gabriel, whom he brought with them to the alternate world. Dean had desperately tried to not let any kind of feeling develop for him, knowing that he would probably never stay close to them afterwards. He’s an outsider. He’s a stranger. He’s a means to an end. He’s one of the few real options to get me to Jack. To get me to Mom. To get us back home.

He could still see his eyes trembling with fear while he told them to go, to leave while he stalled Michael.

What had all his walls been for when he still had felt such despair watching Michael stab his heart?  

The bright glowing golden-orange of the flower bridge in the movie reminded him so much of the archangel’s glow. He had never said a thing to anyone about it because it was weird but he had always clearly seen him glow before he had been taken by Asmodeus. And it surely might have just been his imagination but Gabriel always had imposed that kind of joyful presence.

If only he hadn’t have so many troubles on his plate. If only he could have stopped being an ass. If only he could have allowed himself to talk, really talk to the guy.

When the climax of the movie came and the guitar began strumming the chords of the song, Dean couldn’t hold it any longer. He bent forward to cover his face in his hands. Strings of tears fell over, barely restrained.

Maybe this reaction was the result of all the accumulated deaths he had had to endure in his life. But the only clear face on his mind was that of the archangel on his most vulnerable moments.

Dean was suddenly startled by a soft hand on his shoulder and a subdued whisper. The movie was still on it’s last seconds before the credits went black.

“Dean? Are you alright?”

Dean used all his strength to hold a sob and stood up quickly. He didn’t want anyone else to watch him like that.

“Yeah, I, I’ll… I need some rest.”

He brushed shoulders past his brother and swiftly moved across the place and towards his room. Sam knew better than to follow him. He only wished his brother had realized no one in the room would have ever said a thing about him crying.

For one reason or another, everyone was in tears.

ask-sabriel:

Fic idea!

Human au

Gabe works in a flower shop

Sam’s still going to Stanford

He studies in a cafe across from a flower shop

Idk what else

If Dean hadn’t knocked the glass in front of him to make a point that he was already there and waiting for him, Sam probably would have never noticed the guy fiddling with the pretty peach coloured flowers across the street caught in the last rays of sunlight. They were beautiful but not as much as the man himself. Soft brown hair and golden strands with the most pleasant features he had ever seen.

Looking at him laugh heartily you could tell he was open and warm. Sam felt slightly jealous that the smiling open stance was meant for the girl buying the bouquet.

Flustered, Sam closed his notebooks and grabbed his coffee, making way out of the place into the Impala, whose engine Dean was already revving up.

“Come on Sammy! We’ll miss the movie if you keep up that turtle pace, you’re the worst date ever.”

Surely, Sam threw a bitchface to his brother’s sneer while securing his bag at the backseat.

“We have more than enough time to get there, Jerk.“

Dean just laughed at his brother’s miffed face and drove away from there while Sam just daydreamed about the guy at the flower shop. Little did he know that thanks to Dean’s ruckus, Gabriel, who donned the flower shop apron had layed eyes on him as well.

Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures 11

Supernatural, Debriel, Sastiel, Sastiel Fluff, Warnings-None

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

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Okay well the gif is not related to the story but who doesn’t love to see these two hugging each other?

Despite the fact that Sam and Cas had left pretty early for a day off, Dean had already been awake and having coffee. Gabriel entered the kitchen seconds after Sam left.

-Penny for your thoughts?

-I… I can’t do this Gabriel. I can’t sneak behind Sam with you.

-Yeeeeah I kinda noticed after you kicked me out of your bedroom before I was able to even take your shirt off. Hey, don’t look at me like that, you totally did.

The archangel sat casually on the stool by the hunter, extending his hand over Dean’s arm.

-Look, I’m definitely not the best source for sibling advice -Dean chuckled- but maybe you should say things upfront. I mean, you know my position here, well, more than one by now. Bottom line is, exciting as making out inside the broom closet is, Sam is smart. The kid will eventually find out if he hasn’t already and I’m not sure you want him to call on you about us that way.

Dean just shifted a bit.

-Anyway, considering that he’s not here right now, why don’t we christen up your bed?

The hunter just turned to look at the archangel with a reprobatory look.

-Dude, Sam literally just left the place, can’t you give it a couple more minutes?

No, he definitely couldn’t. Gabriel exchanged his place on the stool to a far more comfortable one between Dean’s legs and surrounded his neck with his arms. Dean leaned towards the archangel to catch his lips and forgetting everything about the coffee he had been holding he thrived on the archangel’s touch. Gabriel began to rub himself consciously against Dean, enticing the hunter’s senses, building up a slow but sure heat between both of them.

Dean’s hands brushed the archangel’s soft hair but when Gabriel went down to bite his neck he pulled his hair gently to get his attention. -Hey… Don’t leave any marks.

Gabriel stared at him with a predating look. -Why?

Dean knew he was screwed, he didn’t want Sam to realize what they were doing and that would make it an issue with Gabriel. He was a guy that boasted about the things he loved, so he obviously wanted to make a fuss about being with Dean, specially if that meant Dean was going to have a couple of hickeys as proof. Gabriel also understood Dean’s silence and decided he wouldn’t give a fuck about it at all. Before the hunter could stop him, Gabriel already had his lips surrounding an area of his neck. Holding him tight with his hands. It was time he showed his own possessiveness as well. All Dean could do was breathe in hard and close his lips tight, drowning a soft moan. After feeling the harshness with which Gabriel was sucking his neck he knew there was not going to be a way to hide things anymore when Sam arrived. He might as well enjoy the rest of the ride and buckle up for the outcome.

-Let’s go back to my bed.

-Best words I’ve heard from those lips today.

The grocer’s market was a good half an hour away from the bunker but looking at Castiel’s eager sight was totally worth the ride. He already looked a lot less stressed and the soft air coming through the open windows of the car gave that Saturday morning a feeling of joyful content Sam hadn’t felt in a long time.

Once at the market, he went around the stands buying vegetables and fruit while sending monitoring looks at Cas, who was animatedly chatting with a beekeeper at the end of the yard.

When he finished with the shopping he went towards them. The beekeeper was showing the seraph the trays where bees kept their honey.

-Looks like you’re ready to start your own beehive.

Castiel beamed back to Sam, a bag with two pots of different coloured honey already in his hands.

-Sam! Did you know? Beehives like these can last decades if well cared.

Castiel quickly introduced Sam to Sarah, the beekeeper. They had some more small talk before Sam excused himself and Castiel.

-I want to get these eggs back home before the heat gets them.

-Oh Sure! Please do! -she turned back to Castiel -I really hope you can come to the tour, you’re gonna love the lavender fields… And people say they always make a nice background for dating couples. -she gave the both of them a knowing wink before moving on to another patron.

Once back in the road Sam suddenly snickered.

-What?

-Nothing, I just thought Dean will be pleased to know he’s no longer the only one I’m paired with as a couple by strangers.

-Do you mind it?

-Of course not.

A moment of silence filled the car.

-Even if I’m not Gabriel?

Sam began to snicker at the angel’s inquiry but it only took him one glance at Castiel to see how serious the question actually was.

-Cas?

Castiel realized his own bluntness, went into silent panic and turned away from Sam.

-Forgive me, I should not… I’m sorry. Nevermind.

-…ok.

The rest of the road went silent. Sam’s head had become a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions while his hands stayed on the wheel.

When they arrived home their hands grazed while making a go for the groceries. Castiel immediately pulled his away in a rush. That was the moment Sam made his choice. He went to get the seraph in his grasp.

-Wait.

Castiel looked troubled but obliged. He fixed his sight on the hunter, afraid of what he was about to say. Sam on the other hand felt his assertiveness falter when the shining blue of Castiel’s eyes made him forget half of what he had hoped to say to the angel at least once if he ever had the guts or the chance, whichever came first. The silent moment stretched longer than what both men could stand. Sam had to say something, anything.

-I’dnevermindthatyou’renotGabriel.

-…I’m sorry Sam, can you say that again?

Sam’s face went red, did he really have to say it again? One glance at the seraph made him realize that yes. He had to say it again. He sighed deeply to catch up with his thoughts for a second.

-I said that I’d never mind you’re not Gabriel. Because you’re you, Cas, and I’ve known you for so long that I… Well, I’d never hope for you to be like Gabriel at all.

Castiel’s eyes looked sideways with a defeated look.

-Oh… uh… thanks.

-It’s not like that! -Castiel turned back again towards Sam. -I… ah… shit.

Sam finally let go of Castiel’s hand and went to grab his face between both of his hands, leaning over him closing his eyes while meeting his slightly parted lips, trembling. What if he was making a mistake? What if he had misunderstood Castiel’s actions? He might be making a fool of himself for as much as he knew.  

After the first tortuous seconds where Cas was completely still, Sam finally felt his friend’s hands lift up onto his chest and upwards, pressing fingers against the fabric of his henley. When Castiel got a hold of his neck, he pulled Sam closer, while opening his lips a bit more. Sam, suddenly caressed in such a way, felt how certain parts of himself had begun to awake but tried to keep them at bay. Both men taking turns to venture into their boundaries. Sam was holding Cas close and tight. If he ever went to heaven by the time of his death, this would definitely be one of the memories he’d recall there. The seraph’s lips a little rougher than what he expected but he didn’t care, it was so much better to feel than what he could ever imagine.  

The kiss was long and profound, there were too many years of catching up to do. Too many pecks to recover from each moment they had leaned on one another, pulling each other’s lips gently for each an every time they had supported each other. Their hands caressing and holding each other’s bodies tight for each and every time they had to hold back their own impulses in fear of being turned away.

There was no doubt for Sam now that he was able to feel Castiel’s fingers tightly in his grasp, this was the only way things could have ever been.

-Say, Cas… Will you stay by my side forever?

-I would have even if you hadn’t ask me to, Sam Winchester.

Sam just giggled like a fool, falling into the depths of Castiel’s revering gaze and went back to kiss him again.