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.
Supernatural, Sastiel, Warnings-None Part 1, Part 2 Find me at AO3
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.
Supernatural, Debriel, Warnings-Fluff Find me at AO3
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.
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.
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.
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The way to town was annoyingly silent, Dean had the music off. He wasn’t hiding how upset he actually was.
-Honestly Dean, things were going so smooth with your brother, you should at least have the decency of telling me why you cockblocked us.
That was it. Dean moved the car away from the road and stopped.
-Dammit Gabriel you cannot be seriously asking me that!
-Well I deserve some answers, don’t I!?
-If you’re so desperate for answers then go on and read my mind you stupid feathered ass!
-I don’t want to read your mind! I want you to tell me what you want to say! I told you ages ago what I thought about intruding like that!
Dean slammed his hand against the wheel in a fit of rage and frowned while leaning over it. Gabriel knew perfectly well it would be the easiest thing to do as Dean asked and get into the hunter’s mind right now but he knew better. He knew that if there was still any type of trust between them it would be utterly lost if he chose the easy way.
Dean took a deep breath and faced the archangel once more after what seemed a long internal struggle.
-Sam, he… he doesn’t just want to have you as a booty call. He’s got a crush on you.
-I know.
Silence filled the car numbing Dean like static. He was staring blankly at the archangel, all the words he was about to say stuck in his throat.
-I’ve known ever since I helped you get away from Lucifer’s grasp at the pagan reunion.
-Wh… Why…?
-Why? Why I never said a thing? Why I never made a move before? I probably would have if all your brother wanted was a one night stand but he wanted something more, something deeper. I can’t give him that.
-I thought that now that you were here with us…
-What? That it was gonna be a matter of time? Is that why you have been trying your best to hate me? To push me away from you? To force me into your brother’s arms? -Gabriel left out a sardonic, bitter laughter that made Dean wince inside. -Well don’t I feel like an idiot. It’s so obvious now why you were never happy by my side.
Dean reached for the archangel’s arm and held it tight, he had the feeling that if Gabriel left now they wouldn’t be able to find him ever again. Gabriel turned to look at the hunter but Dean was holding his gaze down. He didn’t understand why it was this hard to say such simple words.
-I just wanted to make him happy. Sammy, he, he deserves to be happy. -Dean’s voice came rougher than intended. -Whenever we were out having fun I couldn’t help feeling like I was doing wrong.
Gabriel was truly frustrated now, specially because he got it. He understood Dean being adamant against him settling in the bunker knowing his brother had a crush on him. He understood being pushed aside in an attempt of forcing him towards Sam after having to allow him in. Was there something more worthy of being talked about by now? At this point, he just wanted to run away, he was more than ready to leave this stupid hunter behind even if that broke his heart. Dean’s grip on him got rougher, it was like he was the one able to read the archangel’s thoughts.
-But when I saw you taking Sam out that first time I…-Dean was trembling now.
Everything suddenly looked clear for Gabriel now. He leaned towards Dean and reached for his head to tilt it upwards, to force Dean to look at him. Dean tried to fight it but the moment he finally gave in and noticed how close the archangel was he knew there was no going back.
Dean pulled Gabriel towards him and clashed his mouth with the archangel. Gabriel reached towards him, pressing himself more, holding Dean close. Desperate to feel him he opened his mouth inviting the hunter. Dean went in, locking his arms around the archangel, kissing him like this was the only time he’d be allowed to have this and he’d lose it forever afterwards.
Time went by, Dean was the first to move away, but not too much. He was high on Gabriel’s touch and taste. Both of them with messed up hair and heavy breathing, turned on and showing it through the fabric of their jeans. Their gazes travelled through each other’s features until they met once more.
-Let’s go somewhere private, I can snap a salad for Sam.
-I don’t think… -Dean’s retort was shut by Gabriel’s mouth. Admittedly, the angel’s hands pressing his sides and slowly going upwards his chest was more than what he could stand. He sighed and made way to get back on the road after separating himself from Gabriel, trying to remember where the closest motel was.
The place was the least of the issues, Gabriel snapped the interior into a luxurious suite filled with soft light, dark woods and smooth silk bed sheets once they were inside the place. They somehow managed to go across the room while kissing and fumbling with each other’s clothes and were already worked up more than enough by the time they landed over the soft and inviting bedding.
Dean was pressing the archangel against the mattress, adorning his neck with soft bites from the crevasse at the start of his neck all the way up to his ear, where he licked it softly, letting his breath fall upon the wet surface, making the archangel’s skin tremble with anticipation. Listening to Gabriel’s fast breathing urged Dean to prove the archangel’s skin sensitivity more. To think that he was actually able to be there, doing this with him was something he hadn’t expected but Dean was desperate to make the most out of it. He kissed Gabriel roughly while the archangel surrounded his waist with his legs, positioning himself in such a luring way that the hunter couldn’t help but press onto his invitation.
He lined himself against Gabriel, using his hand to keep the angle but stopped before entering.
-Don’t worry Dean-o, you’re not gonna hurt me.
Dean doubtfully glanced at the archangel, his amber colored eyes were glowing unnaturally, showing everything but fear. He was desperate for Dean to penetrate him and if the hunter didn’t make his mind soon he was going to take the matter on his own hands. It wasn’t necessary, the flash of lust Dean caught in the deepest part of Gabriel’s eyes were incentive enough for the hunter to thrust slow and firmly all the way in.
The soft moans of pleasure Gabriel let out while he surrounded the hunter with strong warm muscles were making Dean lose his head, it felt beyond good, he had never had another man or woman that felt like this before. He was suddenly overrun by the raw desire of owning Gabriel in every single possible way, making him his and not allow anyone else enjoy him. Dean began to thrust fast against Gabriel’s ass, instilling the angel to breathe faster while pronouncing Dean’s name in a soft contented whisper.
-Fuck, I want you Gabe. I want you to be mine. Say you’ll be mine.
Gabriel was about to open his mouth and say something before Dean began to thrust hard and mercilessly against Gabriel’s ass, making him shoot his head back in a moan with the sudden force. He screamed Dean’s name and pressing his nails against the hunter’s back, all the time begging for more. Pearls of sweat forming through their skin, it wouldn’t take long before Dean gave in but he wanted Gabriel to remember him even after he was done. One of Gabriel’s hand locked itself on the lower part of Dean’s neck for stability while the other went to grab his own dick and jack it off.
-Let it out Dean, we’ll do it together.
Gabriel used his muscles to squeeze Dean tight, sending shivers through the spine of the hunter. He felt the spasm of the climax and moaned hard, faltering Gabriel’s name through his strained vocal cords while his cock pulsed strings of cum inside the archangel. Gabriel followed soon letting out a restrained gasp while he covered himself in his own release.
An instant later, Dean fell by the archangel’s side still unable to pace his breathing, drops of sweat making their way down his sides, chilling him up a bit. Both went up into the bed to fall properly on the pillows.
-Never thought you’d be the possessive kind of guy.
Dean’s neck turned red in a rush.
-Yeah I… – He stopped mid-sentence. What was he going to say? “I’m sorry”? The problem here was that he wasn’t, he wasn’t sorry at all. He regretted saying those words now that the big brother part reminded him Gabriel was supposed to be Sam’s but he still wanted him. He wanted Gabriel so bad.
Gabriel turned Dean’s face towards him. He could see Dean’s internal struggle, it wasn’t like he was trying to hide it at all.
-Still thinking that I should go to Sam?
Dean shuffled uncomfortably.
-I want to be yours.
-You’re not saying it just because I fucked you like this?
-Well, it’s always a bonus if you fuck me like this.
The archangel smiled gently and closed the gap between their mouths, this time there was no rush and the kiss was gentle and caring. Gabriel wanted to show Dean how big of a mistake it would be if he tried to keep pushing him towards Sam when it was obviously not his own intention to go towards the younger brother.
—
Sam’s salad was amazing, it had been waiting for him at the kitchen counter under a glass dome and tasted like all the cobb salads he ever had before were just pale imitations of the real thing, the one he had in front of him right now. Still, there was no sight of Gabriel or Dean.
By the way things had gone before they left the bunker this was either excellent or terrible news. He just hoped for the first one.
He took a sip of his beer, absentmindedly looking at nothing, trying to figure out what had happened between them. He knew that Gabriel had been constantly trying to make Dean happy and that his brother was just not biting in, suspicious of him. Things had been going kind of like that for months. If it hadn’t been for the day Gabe took him out to the Smithsonian and began to sleep with him…
Sam’s eyes flared up with understanding. It was so obvious he didn’t get why he had overlooked it for so long. It was true they never really talked about that kind of stuff, not since Lisa anyways and probably his own infatuation with Gabriel might have been one of the reasons Dean didn’t bring it up at all. Sam was conflicted trying to find a solution, he wanted Dean to be happy but in order for that to happen he’d have to give up on Gabriel. Still, considering how things had been, there was a small voice inside of him wondering if he honestly thought having Gabriel by his side was what he really wanted.
-Sam?
-Hey Cas. What’s up?
-I saw you quite distracted, wondered if something was wrong.
-What? No, no, it’s alright I… Actually, uhm, can I ask you something about Gabriel?
-…If it’s something I can answer.
-Do you think he… Do you know if he has ever dated a human before?
Cas stilled. -I thought you were already dating him.
Sam’s ears turned out a blush of pink. -It’s not… I mean, are angels and archangels allowed to date humans?
Cas was looking a bit stern, even by his own standards. -There have been many cases where angels take humans as partners even with the initial rejection of the host. But even against odds the real problems come when nephilim are born, like in Jack’s case.
-So as long as there are no nephilim involved…
-Gabriel shouldn’t have to be prosecuted on that issue. He still wouldn’t considering the position he’s in, taking care of Heaven.
Sam just nodded -Thanks Cas
-Sure I… I’m always here if you need me.
Sam looked at the seraph turn away, not before noticing a soft tremor in the deep sapphire blue of his eyes and felt something was not entirely right but he couldn’t pin it down. For a couple of weeks now Sam had seen Cas turning his gaze away after Sam caught him in the act of staring at him and it was starting to bother the hunter.
-Cas?
The angel turned back at him with a small flutter escaping his sight. All the hunter did was motion his head to a chair for the seraph to go and sit by his side.
-What is it?
-I don’t understand your question.
-You’re troubled by something. And before you say anything against it let me remind you we’ve known each other for years now, don’t think Dean’s the only one able to tell your mood swings.
Castiel was clearly shocked by this piece of information. He blushed immediately after understanding what this probably meant and stumbled his words.
-Nothing, it’s nothing. I don’t…
The seraph faltered while looking straight at Sam’s eyes, he couldn’t just say blatant lies, not to Sam anyways. But not even he understood what was really going on with himself. He turned his gaze down and away from the hunter the way that had been upsetting Sam so much.
Sam just sighed. -Ok look, I know I’m not Dean but you could at least try to trust me a bit more.
-No Sam, it’s not… I’m sorry I… I just don’t know what the problem is myself.
-Hey, it’s alright, if nothing I can listen.
Sam hand surrounded Cas in a comforting motion. The moments both men allowed themselves to be physically close to each other had been scarce throughout the years and Cas lent without hesitation on the hunter’s warm touch. Sam felt the urge in Castiel’s movement and held him closer. There was something obviously wrong, Cas never used to actively seek physical attention.
-Seriously Cas, what’s wrong?
Castiel turned to look at him, probably to give him an answer but he was close enough that Sam would have been able to kiss him if he only went a couple of inches forward. After a moment of silent staring where Sam could’ve sworn his heart stammered, both men awkwardly turned away.
-It’s ok, I’ll figure it out somehow.
The sudden steeling of the angel’s voice threw Sam off a little bit. It didn’t feel right to let his friend go like that. Despite Cas’s soft tug asking to be let out from Sam’s hold he didn’t budge.
-Say, you wanna come with me to the grocer’s market tomorrow?
Castiel turned again, an expression of inquiry as to why the invitation arised.
-There are beekeepers coming, they’ve been bringing all their supplies and showing people how to take care of bees. Been doing that the whole season. We can even buy some honey.
-I’ll go.
Sam just smirked, of course he would come. He finally released the seraph not without feeling slightly guilty for pulling the bee card on him.
Sam waited for his brother until midnight, once he heard Baby coming into the garage he went to receive them. Gabriel acknowledged him like usual but Dean looked kind of unsettled about seeing his brother there.
-Sammy.
-Hey, can I get the car tomorrow? I wanna go to the grocer’s market.
Dean eyed his brother, fighting an internal struggle.
-You’ll take care of her, will ya? -Sam just bitchfaced him. -Ok then, but don’t pass her through the mud or I’ll make you clean it all with a toothbrush.
Dean threw Sam the keys, who caught them mid-air sighing.
Sam violently snapped the dust away from the book he was holding with the piece of cloth. No matter how thorough he was it seemed like the library always had a space where a good dusting was necessary and he was taking profit of that right now to vent off his anger.
-Sam?
-Hey Cas, what’s up?
-…Are you alright?
Sam was about to give a casual nod but paused a moment and sighed. -No I’m not.
-What happened?
-Nothing Cas, that’s the problem, nothing’s happened.
The seraph obviously didn’t understand what Sam was talking about, he doubted about elaborating with Cas as confident but he was desperate to let go of his pent up frustration. He leaned against the bookcase sighing, unable to lift his gaze in the middle of his frustration.
-You see I -sigh- well, I like Gabriel a lot. And yeah the sex was great and everything but I’d really like to have something more with him and I’m not sure how he feels about me or if he actually feels something for me apart from the obvious sexual attraction.
Sam waited for the angel to say something back while pressing his fingers on his temple in frustration but when the silence became too dense he turned his head towards Castiel. In any other moment he would have laughed at the seraph’s reaction but considering the issue he was discussing he felt rather restless because Castiel looked just as shocked as a deer in front of headlights.
-You are… having sex with Gabriel?
Oh crap, Gabriel and Cas were brothers. How could he actually have forgotten that? Completely embarrassed, Sam immediately went close and held Castiel’s shoulders between his hands.
-Shit Cas I’m so sorry! This is so awkward. Please promise me you’ll forget what I just said.
Castiel fixed his blue eyes in Sam’s, his face a clear mirror of the turmoil inside.
-Please.
All the seraph could do was nod before separating himself from the hunter. He made his way back to his room. Or at least that was the idea. He was stopped by a strong hand in the middle of the bedroom hallway.
-Dude, you alright? -Castiel just turned and tried to fix his sight on Dean. The hunter immediately knew something was definitely not right. -Wow, man, calm down. What the hell happened?
Castiel opened and closed his mouth a couple of times. Even he didn’t understand why he was behaving like that. He felt himself faltering and made a hold on Dean’s shirt, hiding his face on his chest. When Dean felt the seraph’s trembling hands he hugged him hard.
-It’s alright, Cas, I’m here. We’re here.
Dean lead the seraph into his room and made him sit on the bed while he went to fetch some beers from the kitchen as fast as he could, ignoring Gabriel’s inquiry of where was he heading to with a quick ‘Not now’. Once back at the room, he placed one on Castiel’s hand and began to drink his own, reclining over his bookcase.
-So?
-…so?
-What happened?
Castiel just frowned. The more he thought about it the more it bothered him.
-You were right.
Dean just stayed where he was. He knew well how to give Cas his time.
-Gabriel already… -Cas gulped as well as he could with his dry mouth -He and Sam…
Dean tensed up. He knew sooner or later this time would come and he thought he would be ready for it but he was overwhelmed by the feeling of having your guts clenched up tight beneath the skin. He didn’t want to listen anymore but there was something more pressing in front of him. Something he had suspected for years now but never got enough proof about.
-And how do you feel about it?
Castiel turned towards Dean. Deep blue filled with sadness inside.
-…. I should be happy about.
-But you’re not.
-I don’t understand why. I thought that looking at him happy would be enough. But right now I feel like, like…
-Like everything’s falling upon you and you just want to run away?
How Dean managed to put into words his own feelings and thoughts was something Castiel would never understand. The same way that just a gaze between them sometimes became an entire conversation. Still, there was no feelings towards him the way he had for Sam.
Many times after his experience as a human being he wondered about it. Maybe this connection means more, maybe this is what real love was about. But a glance at Sam’s eyes and soul and a grace from his hand over his shoulder sent shivers upon his body that Dean’s fraternal touch, close as it was, never did. Been turned into a human had been the worst thing that could’ve ever happened to him.
-I don’t know Cas, maybe you should fight for it. -Castiel turned his head towards Dean. Obviously asking what was the fight for. -Yeah, fight for Sam. You know the phrase, all is fair in love and war.
-I don’t think I…
Dean took a soft but deep breath to cut off his friend’s rant.
-Look Cas, all I know is that you’ve been in love with Sam for a long ass time and never did a thing about it. And this is your last chance. When Sam makes a choice it’s really hard to make him change his mind so if you really want to fight for him it’s now or never. Yeah and don’t give me that look, it’s pretty obvious to me. So go on and fight for me, sorry, fight for him.
Castiel just glanced at Dean, it was pretty easy to say that when you were not in the pinch he was. Sam would be happy with Gabriel, he was conversational and fun and everything Cas was not. Despite everything that had happened with him before the Apocalypse, Sam didn’t seem to hold a grudge against the archangel anymore so what was the point? It was better to just do the best to bury those feelings away.
After Castiel left, Sam couldn’t help but feel worse about everything. It had been a huge blunder to talk about himself having sex with his brother and it had been obvious it was a very delicate matter to Cas. But why? He had never showed any kind of issue talking about stuff other people would find embarrassing before.
It seemed like everything started going haywire ever since he involved himself with Gabriel.
-You called?
Sam jumped startled. -Dude! Don’t scare me like that!
-Gabriel just sent him a blank stare. -Well, considering how much you’re thinking about me right now I’d be more scared if I hadn’t showed up.
-I wasn’t… Ok I was but it’s not like I was praying for you.
-Still close enough for me to listen… So what now? Ready for another heavenly experience?
-What? No! uh… -Sam let out a dejected sigh. -I mean you’re good at bed.
-Naturally.
-But I’d like to have something more.
-…Meaning?
-Like a relationship.
-Oh.
-Which by your face I assume you don’t.
-Yyyyeah sorry kiddo. I don’t see you that way.
Sam just sighed and nodded. He had known it already but it never felt good to hear it. And then blurted what had been in his mind.
-But you do see Dean that way.
Gabriel choked on
-Huh!? Dear me no! No no no no no no no no! I mean yeah your brother’s hot and all but there’s just no… Nnnnnope. Nope. Not. Nuh uh. Just… no.
Sam just nodded in approval. -Right, ok…
-Yep…
-So… You free right now?
Gabriel turned on his malicious look. -Right here?
Sam sat over the edge of the table, he wasn’t really sure what was moving him at that moment.
-Sure, why not?
Gabriel went towards Sam. It didn’t feel right. The cards had been placed on the table and he didn’t have to worry about Sam getting the wrong impression but still there was something tugging him inside that he was desperately trying to push back.
That something was precisely the reason why he was pressing himself towards Sam’s lips. He didn’t want to feel it. He didn’t want to acknowledge or accept it at all because the moment he did he would be utterly lost.
The following weeks were quite busy. A nest of vampires, a salt and burn and a misleading ghoul had kept the brothers at work and on the road, Castiel at the backseat of the impala looking away into the horizon as he usually did.
Gabriel used to stay in the car for a while but disappeared whenever he got fed up of the endless road trip. Still, every single day breakfast was ready for both Sam and Dean. Dean assumed Sam was waking up early enough to get the food for both of them and never questioned it. Sam on the other side assumed Gabriel had told Dean something about it. In the end, it didn’t really matter since waking up to a fully served breakfast always made them lighten up, making the day much better.
Castiel on the other hand knew better, since he was always awake and felt his brother’s magic at work. On the last day after the ghoul hunt he turned towards the appearing food.
-Brother?
-What’s up Bluejay?
Both angels talking low due to the sleeping hunters.
-If you want to make Sam happy, why don’t you stay with us all the time?
-I want to make Dean happy, not Sam. If Sam’s smiling at the start of the day then that’s good enough for Dean and me.
-Yes but…
Gabriel looked at Castiel soberly. -Castiel, shouldn’t you be the one trying to make Sam happy?
-What do you mean?
From the talk Gabriel had had with Castiel some time ago in the bunker, there was one thing he had understood immediately and that was that his brother was profoundly in love with Sam but didn’t feel like he deserved him. No matter how he tried to rephrase the question, Castiel’s answers were always vague about the theme. It was like he believed that as long as they were not formed into words, his feelings wouldn’t develop. Gabriel just sighed.
-I’m just saying that I might make him happy but if that happens then I don’t want to see you moping around like an idiot afterwards.
Castiel would have retorted but Sam moved over his bed, waking up from the sleep he rightfully deserved after having to stay awake almost all night searching all over a graveyard. He sat back over and began to rub his eyes while waking up. Once he regained enough consciousness to speak he turned towards Gabriel and Castiel.
-Mornin’
Gabriel leaned towards Castiel with a sly smile, whispering softly enough that the hunter couldn’t hear him -Don’t you love the way his messed up hair falls over his face when he just wakes up?
Castiel, who was obviously looking at Sam turned away from the sight with a faint tint of red coloring his cheeks.
-Mornin’ Sammich. Had a good sleep?
Sam groaned faintly while making a go to step away from the bed. -I think I could do with a couple hours more.
-Well I know what I’d do with a couple hours more on your bed but I don’t think that’s what you’d wish.
Sam turned to look at Gabriel, he was about to oblige into his untone but noticing Castiel’s embarrassed stance by his side he refrained himself and looked away troubled and red.
-…I think I need some coffee.
-A fine blend of Coffea Arabica coming right up.
The wonderfully strong scent of the quality coffee Gabriel had appeared began to stir Dean out of his slumber. The sound of the hunters starting the day filled the small hotel room with some sort of homeliness that only got increased by the fact Gabriel had improved his original idea of pancakes for a full stack of waffles topped with fruit, sided with sausages and bacon now that he was evidently staying there with them for the rest of the day.
Gabriel forced Cas to sit by their side while they had breakfast and made small talk with them about their case when suddenly Dean huffed out a bit annoyed.
-Why do you even care? You never stay for the cases anyway.
-Oh, is that it now? Well I recall someone blatantly telling me that I was more of a nuisance than a help last time I joined one of those.
-Guys…
-Because you were trying to hook up with the police officer while we were in the middle of the case!
-You’re just jealous that I actually got out with her unlike you. Or should I say instead of with you?
A wagging of Gabriel’s eyebrows proved that he was definitely out to get Dean now. Dean just looked at him with a blank stare and proceeded to hold his hands up in defeat.
-Ok, you know what? It’s way too early for me to start this kind of thing. I need at least two more cups of joe filled up to the brim for that.
-A good old fashioned blowjob could have the same effect.
-Gabe!
Gabriel turned to look at Sam in a would be innocent stance. -What?
Dean just went back to his breakfast, he looked more calm than his brother who was blushing wildly while reprobing the archangel but you could still see a faint pink rising up through his neck. Gabriel didn’t say a thing about it but made note of the fact.
-Sigh… Fiiiine. No more slurring words until breakfast is done. -He then proceeded to fork the sausage of his plate and eat it, sticking his tongue out to lick it before it reached his mouth and letting his eyelids fall onto it in a very nuanced way before turning them at Dean. He groaned in pleasure while eating it after taking his time to get a good bite. -Man, not to toot my own horn but this breakfast is awesome.
Even if Castiel had tried to, there was just no way to avoid the sexual tension that filled the table after Gabriel’s action. Sam had just chuckled and waved his head in denial, looking down at his plate when he realized what Gabriel was about to do, trying to control his red cheeks from blushing a lot more and his lower parts from reacting to very specific memories triggered by the archangel’s actions. Dean on the other side, had kept his eyes fixed on Gabriel while mindlessly munching his own food, daring Gabriel to go on. His pupils had dilated and his eyes darkened. Once Gabriel was done with his act he turned down again to his plate. Dean’s breathing was heavier than normal, but not enough for Sam to notice.
Castiel just coughed up a bit after his brother’s act was done. -So, we’re going back to the bunker?
-Well, I haven’t found a new case yet…
-As soon as we’re done with breakfast we’ll hit the road. I need some rest.
“This is stupid. Like, really stupid. It’s the most stupid idea you could ever have.”
Dean was trailing behind Gabriel through a forgotten path in the middle of a forest, doing his best to keep his dress far from the mud of the ground.
“Well I think you totally look the part, my beautiful maiden” Gabriel chuckled while stopping to do a curtsy towards Dean who bitchfaced him in return.
“Look, all I’m telling you right now is: if this doesn’t work, and I’m pretty damn sure it won’t, I’m frying your wings in holy oil”
“It’s fine Dean! I’m telling ya! They don’t know Loki’s gone and Sygin’s MIA, not that she’d actually help us I guess, you just have to play the part of my new fiancee so you can go search the place for the necklace we need while I entertain the rest of the gods in the main house.”
“Yeah I get that part of the plan but how exactly am I gonna pass for a beautiful maiden? I mean, these gods DO have eyes don’t they?”
“That’s because you never saw Thor disguised as Freyja…”
Dean sent Gabriel a very doubtful stare.
“Ok look, we already agreed that we needed a real person for this because they would be able to tell a mirage from the real thing and I cannot leave their stares. Right?”
“Right”
“The thing here is, even though, yes, I could have brought any other girl of your choice; you’re still gonna be forced to drink a lot. And when I say a lot I mean A LOT. So it’s better if it’s you. I’m gonna use a bit of a distracting spell that will make you look more uhm, feminine. Enough for them to believe the lie but not notice the magic. Trust me, they’ll only have a fair and pure maiden in front of their eyes. You’d even be able to lure a unicorn by your side.” Gabriel followed his words with an impression of how he believed a maiden would move.
“Well I gotta admit that the way things are right now I’m more likely to catch a unicorn than a good night’s sleep…” Grunted Dean, looking back at the previous sleepless nights on the library this headache of a case had given them.
“That’s the spirit Dean-o! Now let’s hit a party worthy of the gods!”
Tapping his walking stick against a rock near his foot three times and saying some words in old norse, he waited until a rainbow that apparently came out of nowhere landed in front of him.
“Ready?” Gabriel extended his hand towards Dean with a wide smile, loud cheering noises of joy and general festivity coming from where the magical road started.
Dean wavered while placing his hand on Gabriel’s but listening to all the noise he had to admit this was starting to look good. More than good. Heck, maybe he would even be able to have more fun than what he expected.
Gabriel seemed to have read his thoughts.
“Oh, by the way Dean, just a quick reminder that what happens in Asgard, stays in Asgard.”
Two Days Into June 