Lazy Sunday 3

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

Supernatural, Debriel, Warnings-none

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Dean woke up naked on an extremely big and comfortable bed on an absolutely foreign hotel bedroom with a hangover that could only match those he used to have after high school parties. And he was pretty sure he’d regret the parts of the night he couldn’t remember right now when they came back at him.

-Mornin’ sunshine. -He turned his face to be greeted by the bright gaze of the naked archangel laying by his side that was holding himself over his elbow.

Correction, he didn’t need to remember any kind of actions to be regretting them already.

-Gabriel? What the hell happened?

-You missed the morning round, that’s what happened.

Ah, yes, the pornstars. He had forgotten the pornstars. Ok, things didn’t seem to have gone south, figuratively speaking. He tried to move but the headache was too much, he groaned in discomfort.

-Here, lemme help you Big Boy. -Placing a pair of fingers on his forehead the archangel made the aftermath of the night disappear from his body in a flash and Dean couldn’t help but sigh in relief.

-Wow, thanks man, where have you been all my life? – Gabriel just chuckled while standing up from the mess of linens.

-Closer than what you believe.

It was odd to watch the archangel strut buck naked around the place without regard of modesty to say the least. But just like any guy he couldn’t avoid checking out to see how bad the competition was. Gabriel found his boxers somewhere in the middle of the room and fumbled with them for a second while a knock came to the door. -Room service!

He opened up, received the cart with the food and tipped the guy without allowing him to enter the place.

-I did think of shoving you out of slumberland, but you were sleeping like a baby. There’s no way I could’ve woken you up. Breakfast? – He motioned towards the cart he had placed by the table before sorting everything over it.

Dean made his way out of bed, not before locating his own underwear with a gaze before heading towards it. He could have sworn the archangel was following every single movement he had made, which made him quite uncomfortable and self aware.

They sat down and joyfully talked about the quite eventful evening they had gone through. They were laughing like crazy after remembering the look of the playboy jackass they had snatched the girls from. -Man, Sam’s gonna hate me when I tell him about this!

-Hahaha he’ll be shocked that’s for sure.

As in cue, Dean’s phone started to sound somewhere around the couch, where he found it inside the bundle that had become his jacket.

-Dean?

-’Sup Sammy?

-Where are you? You haven’t answered any of my calls for almost a day!

-It’s cool Sam, I’m with Gabriel uh… somewhere.

-Hey Sammich!

-Somewhere!? What do you mean some… *sigh* ok, nevermind, are you coming back soon? I found a case near Colorado.

-Uuuh… -Dean sent a questioning look at Gabriel about their whereabouts, he only answered by tapping an imaginary watch on his wrist and putting three fingers up while munching his food. -Yeah, sure, We’ll be there in four.

-Ok, I’ll have everything ready.

-Guess someone’s jealous of not getting enough attention. -Dean glanced at Gabriel’s smug face while placing his phone away from the food.

-We should bring him over next time. He holes himself up way too much and desperately needs some fun.

-If that’s what you wish. -Gabriel shrugged nonchalantly. -Maybe we should add Cas to the mix while we’re at it. We bring the couple of stiffs and see that they get enough distraction to make up for a lifetime of dullness, which is going to have to be a lot in my brother’s case. -Dean heartfully laughed at Gabriel’s comment. His eyes shining brightly, captivating the angel’s sight. -You know Dean? The world’s really missing something when you’re not laughing like that.

Dean had been close to shut him up but the deep honey of the archangel’s eyes locked him in place. His laugh softly wore off and all he was left with was a sensation akin to losing his breath. It was just an instant, but it elongated itself enough for Dean to cough softly. -Uhm, right, let’s uh… let’s finish up, I need to take a bath before leaving.

Gabriel just hummed his compliance to the comment and went back to the melting ice cream of his waffles. He was desperately biting his tongue to avoid making a remark about giving Dean some help scrubbing his back in the shower.

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.

TV Nights

Debriel, Supernatural, warnings=none.

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The first time Gabe poofed himself by Dean’s side on the loveseat using the hunter’s lap as pillow for his legs to watch tv, Dean made a huge fuzz about it and was only slightly appeased after the archangel snapped a bunch of snacks, drinks and popcorn into existence.

Which were still not ok since the popcorn was caramelised, according to the hunter’s words but he finally gave in and allowed Gabriel to stay for the rest of the Dr. Sexy M.D. weekend marathon.

That had been eight months ago.

Today, he was reclined over Dean with a pillow on his lap and propping his legs on the empty side of the loveseat.

-I seriously don’t understand why Dr. Sexy doesn’t pull the moves on the new intern when she’s so obviously head over heels about him.

Dean chuckled, passing his hand between the archangel’s strands of hair. An odd habit he didn’t know when he had picked up.

-Well duh, can’t you tell that’s because he actually misses Dr. Piccolo?

-Yeah, but she got married ages ago!

-And he was an idiot for not realising that he was losing the love of his life. I’m telling ya’, he’s mourning his loss of her.

-…Whatever you say Dean-o, guess it takes an idiot to know one. ‘Cause if it had been me, I’d have made a move before losing her like that.

More laughs.

-Right, you’re way too over the top man, bet you’d scare the hell out of them right away.

Gabriel turned his head slightly to lock his honey glazed blazing eyes on the hunter’s sight with an intensity that made Dean’s insides squirm with self-aware in a way he vaguely recalled along hallways filled with lockers and the looks of every single person around him staring at the new kid at school.

-I dunno Big Boy, right now I think it’s working out pretty well.