It’s Free Real Estate!

Debriel, Supernatural, Warnings-None

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Sam blasted into the hotel room like a stampede.

-Seriously Dean!? “Wanna come see how good the car feels?”? We’re in the middle of a vampire nest hunt and you’re trying to hook up with the bartender like everything’s done!?

Castiel and Gabriel hastily picked up the cards of their poker game and stepped out of Sam’s bed when they noticed the awful mood the younger Winchester was in.

-And it was totally worth it man, she was a real ginger!

-That’s beyond… urgh! -Sam made an exasperated motion with his arms -You know what? I’m done with your hooking up streak! It’s not just this ginger! Two days ago on Nevada it was the brunette that turned out to be a ghoul, last week there was the blonde one, the week before that the bartender that you ditched me for on the salt and burn and in between all those three, every single time we stopped for fuel or food you had to bat your eyelashes at any girl we passed by! I mean, seriously Dean not even you can get so distracted by women all the friggin’ time!

Dean sat on the edge of the bed after grabbing a beer.

-And would you blame me? All those girls were in desperate need of some love and I was right there, ready to provide. I mean, my heart’s like a condo, if they want in then who am I to deny them passage?

After a few more moments of Sam’s rambling, Gabriel, who had seen the interaction along Castiel with an appraising look approached the hunter and straddled him. Before anyone could say a thing he had surrounded Dean’s shoulders and approached him softly, gently tilting his head enough and softly parting his lips while lowering his gaze towards the hunter in an alluring manner. The moment Dean saw his actions he simply leaned forward and met the archangel in the middle, holding him close with his hand around his waist and indulging in the french kiss the archangel was offering.

Sam, who by that moment thought nothing could actually surprise him anymore was shocked. Not only by the boldness of the archangel, who clearly couldn’t care less about the amount of people in the room but by the way his brother had simply reveled in Gabriel’s touch. Sam approached Castiel who was squinting his eyes in a clear loss for words and grazed his hand to bring his attention. Cas turned to look at Sam. He didn’t need to have been an angel to understand Sam’s face literally asking in panic what the hell was going on. Castiel only moved his head negatively to state not even he had the slightest clue.

After what seemed to have been just some minutes but more than enough time to give Sam nightmares about his brother and the archangel for a lifetime, Gabriel almost unwillingly separated himself from Dean and made to stand up by his side, resting his hand over his shoulder.

-Yup, there’s no doubt about it. He was cursed by that witch you confronted three weeks ago. It wasn’t something serious so I never actually catched it.

He snapped his fingers in front of Dean’s face who suddenly began to act like he was just waking up from an hypnotism session.

-What the hell man?

-Dean? -The hunter turned to look at his little brother- Uh… Are you alright?

-Yeah? Wow, no, wait a second. -He turned upwards to look at Gabriel and looked at him in dread.- Were you just kissing me!?

-Well what can I say Big Boy? You said your heart was like a condo, I say that’s free real estate!

Lazy Sunday 4

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Debriel, Supernatural, Warnings-None

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Sam was pacing around the room waiting for Dean to arrive.

He wasn’t nervous, no sir, but he couldn’t help having this hunch that somehow his brother was slowly growing apart from him. He didn’t need to be a genius to understand that Gabriel was as smart as a fox and ten times sharper than that and after talking to Cas that dreaded pull on his stomach had tightened up to an alarming rate.

-Sam.

Then again, Cas had tried to reassure him, telling him that his brother would never hurt Dean. But what would a normal, traditional garrison angel know about the messed up upbringing of a pagan god? Their experiences couldn’t have been more different.

-Sam.

Still, he probably shouldn’t have to worry for real. Because, yeah, an archangel was pretty much courting his brother but that didn’t necessarily mean that Dean was to fall for him. Right?

-Sam!

-Huh?

-Please, stop pacing around.

-Right -He awkwardly made a go for the couch but stopped midway. -…water.

-You’re still worried about Dean? -Cas had to follow him all the way to the kitchen to be able to start the conversation.

Sam chuckled nervously -Of course not! I mean, he’s a grown up man, there’s no reason for me to be worrying about him.

Cas placed a hand over his shoulder. -Trust me, nothing bad will happen.

Sam knew the angel meant well but it was nowhere near enough for him to be reassured. He finally sat down at the table. -I’m sorry Cas, it’s just… I don’t even know why I’m getting so worked up about this. My brain is logical about it but I can’t stop feeling like I’m losing my brother forever.

He was crying. He wasn’t sobbing or wailing, his voice was still stable and assertive, but his body hadn’t been able to keep all the rush of his musings inside.

-And it sounds so stupid when I say it out loud but I can’t help it.

Castiel honestly didn’t know what to do to help Sam feel better about his brother but there was something he probably could say about himself. So he just stayed by his side, waiting for his tears to stop flowing.

-Sam?

He turned towards the angel.

-Remember that time you asked me why I never heard your prayers but came immediately after Dean prayed for me? -Sam just nodded.

-I didn’t tell the truth that day. -Sam stood still for a second.

-What do you mean?

-I thought about it time and again and back in the day it didn’t make sense so I just said what I thought was the more obvious reason. It became clear only after a long time.

The hunter waited patiently for the angel to end his thoughts.

– When Dean asked me to answer to your prayers it was literally strenuous. It was impossible for me to keep a stable connection with you. And then came the time to realize you had been missing something ever since I had brought you back from The Cage. That’s the moment I realized it was not that I had tuned out your prayers or that I had a more profound bond with Dean, it was that you didn’t have a soul.

Realization slowly dawned on the hunter’s face. Of course, it was so obvious. You cannot really have faith if you don’t have a soul. Even if he logically believed in Castiel since he had seen him and been with him that didn’t mean he had real faith. That only came from your soul.

-I should have had been able to realize there was a problem if I hadn’t been so worried about myself back then. I… I’m sorry Sam.

It was weird how a situation from ages ago still had an impact on him. He hadn’t thought about it for years and yet the moment Castiel offered him an apology he had felt ten times better.

-It’s ok Cas, it wasn’t your fault either.

Castiel gave him an awkward thin smile and turned his gaze down. There were times Sam couldn’t help himself and think the angel was absolutely endearing and smiled softly at him. They heard noises coming from the garage. Dean and Gabriel had finally arrived and Sam stood up to grab the bags.

-Come on Cas, it’s time to go.

Lazy Sunday 2

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Supernatural, Debriel, Warnings-None

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-Dean?

-Hm?

-Hasn’t Gabriel been popping around you way too much these days?

-Yeah, it’s kind of weird. I asked him about that the other day. -Sam choked on his apple juice but recovered fast.

-What did he say?

-That he does it ‘cause he likes me.

-And?

-Well, as long as he doesn’t meddle with our hunts and stuff I guess it’s alright.

Sam couldn’t believe it, the archangel had been quite straightforward about it and yet his brother had only taken it as a statement of friendship.

-Why? What’s up with the face?

-I don’t… I mean, don’t get me wrong but it took you a lot to get used to Cas being near you and now you allow Gabriel to even sit on your lap without a flinch.

Dean pondered Sam’s inquiry for a moment. -Well yeah, but Cas is Cas and Gabe is Gabe. I mean, it’s kind of expected for him to act like that. And he’s an idiot most times but for some reason I can stand those quirks without a problem.

Sam’s brain was flashing with red alert lights everywhere. He didn’t realize how it happened but it was obvious Dean didn’t consider Gabriel a danger. Still, why was he so worried about it? Dean was straight, there was no way for him to be attracted to Gabriel.

He suddenly became more worried about himself, why would Dean having a significant other be such an issue now? Back in the days he had been with Lisa he never felt like his brother needed to be protected. Granted, he didn’t feel anything since he was soulless but still…

-Sam?

-Huh?

-You alright man? You’re spaced out.

-Uh… yeah, yeah I am. I just didn’t sleep well enough. -Dean gave him the worried older brother look. -I’m fine. For real.

Castiel looked at Sam who for the eleventh time had to go three pages back into the book he was reading because he was obviously not focused on it. Dean had gone out with Gabriel again and he wasn’t sure at what time they would show up again, last time Gabriel accompanied him ‘to get supplies’ Dean had called half a day later to say they somehow ended in the middle of New Orleans’ Mardi-Gras.

He sat by the hunter’s side on the armrest to read a paragraph from the book. It took the seraph just an instant to recall the information from the books Metatron had stashed on his brain years ago. It was ‘The Name of the Rose’. -I like that book. – Was his simple comment.

Sam, who was obviously in another realm jumped when he heard Cas so near. -Wha…? Cas? I’m sorry, what?

Castiel squinted his eyes. -What’s wrong Sam?

-I… uh… I don’t know Cas. I honestly don’t know. -the hunter sighed moodily- Did you know Gabriel likes Dean? Like, as in wanting to be more than friends?

-It’s hard for anyone not to notice, he donnes your brother with a lot of attention. Why?

-Well, what do you think about it?

-I think that knowing my brother, Dean’s already in for the ride whether he likes it or not.

Sam’s spirits fell a lot more, to be honest he kind of hoped Cas to be more antagonizing about the idea. If push came to shove, he’d feel a lot better if it was Cas the one that wanted to be near Dean like that, weird as it seemed right now. I mean the profound bond thing was still a thing, right?

-Don’t worry Sam, my brother would never hurt Dean in any way.

Usually, Sam used to be the hugger but he felt infinitely reassured when Cas placed his hand over his shoulder in a loose embrace. Damn the angel, he certainly knew how to read him well.

-Yeah it’s not just that. It’s… I don’t even know what is. I mean, Dean’s not even into guys.

-Angels are primarily asexual, we don’t need to intercourse in order to show our love. Gabriel would never force himself on your brother.

Sam’s face went three shades of red, Cas was still dense at the worst places and times and now he definitely was having a hard time trying not to imagine his brother entangled with the archangel. His hand over his face.

-Yeah, uh, thanks for the reassurance Cas.

A soft but glowing smile seized the angel’s face -I’m glad I’ve helped. -He stood up and walked away up to the library entrance. -Sam? – the hunter turned his gaze up to him. -You know I can be there for you anytime, right? I also love you after all.

Sam was unable to even provide an answer to that, Cas was already on his way to who knows where (probably watch some Netflix) and his brain had been in overdrive for a while. It was love as in, like a brother, right? Yeah, it probably was. It definitely was. Because the fact that Gabriel actually liked his brother didn’t mean that Cas would automatically like him in the same ‘as a couple’ kind of way. I mean, come on Sam, you’re just beating around the bush way too much.

He passed his hands through his hair hunched over the couch. He was royally screwed.

Cas, the Sass.

Sam was hunched over some odd runes that he couldn’t understand. It had already been eight hours since he last stood up for anything.

-Sam, you should get some rest and something to eat.

The hunter tiredly passed his fingers over his eyes. -I know, I know, just… Just this page and…- Castiel unceremoniously closed the book he had been checking.

-Now.

Sam considered for a second to argue with the angel but he already knew better and made way to the kitchen.

-Well look at that, who’d know you like to babysit Sammich.

-Hello, brother.

-Have you ever thought about helping him get dressed for bed too? Passing your hand through his hair until he falls asleep?

Castiel just squinted his eyes a little while tilting his head. -I’m pretty sure Sam wouldn’t appreciate being treated like a toddler.

Gabriel lifted his hands up to the sky with a groan. -Seriously? You don’t even get I’m trying to tease you? Like, actually implying that you like the guy? How dense can you actually get to be Castiel?

-Well, I do like Sam, I wouldn’t care so much about him if I didn’t.

-That’s not the same kind of liking I’m talking about! I’m talking about smooching and christening furniture all around the house as loud as you can!

-You mean like what you’d like to do with Dean?

-Exactly! Just like…- Gabriel suddenly stopped and glared at Castiel who was sporting a smug smile. -You!

Shotgun

Warnings – None

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If there was one single thing everybody knew about Dean Winchester, even if they knew him in the shallowest way, was that the only person he was comfortable with having as shotgun was Sam. Granted, he also allowed Castiel there, but never if Sam was actually going along for the ride.

-It’s ok Dean, I can sit at the back. -Sam was holding his hands up, set in between Dean and Gabriel’s heated argument about that particular matter. Since Gabe had started to travel with them everywhere it seemed like the number of times he found himself in this position had exponentially increased.

-No Sammy, it’s not ok! -the hunter barked and turned his attention back to the Trickster with an accusing finger lifted towards him- You think that just because you’re an archangel you can go around picking up on everyone!? Damnit Gabriel, I was expecting better of you after all these years and yet you manage to disappoint me!

-Aw come on! You start to sound like a father and it’s really off putting Dean, I really don’t like that kind of play!

Cas was already sitting in the back looking at the bickering pair in what few people would discern as amusement. If he had learnt to read him well these past months, he could tell his brother was glowing with delight. But he didn’t really like the fact that he was making his friend this upset.

-Brother please, there must be better ways to catch Dean’s attention. You’re not in pre-school anymore. Be honest to yourself.

The silence that followed would have made Sam feel uncomfortable if it weren’t for the face of incredulity his brother and Gabriel snapped at the angel after realization of the undertone Cas meant hit them.

-You know what? I’m with Cas on this. Either you two start dating or you pull the moves away from my brother. I’m tired of doing this.

And just like that Sam went to the back seat to join Cas. He anticipated the way back home to be quite entertaining and he really wished he had thought of bringing some popcorn for the ride.