Originally From: 15.09.04
Written On: 18.01.24
Words: 1,536
Sabriel
Gabriel felt his fury bubble in his chest, “Did you really think I wasn’t going to come here?”
The blonde sighed, before plopping himself down on the couch, “You really don’t get it, do you?” he blew out a low whistle, “Damn, Gabriel, I knew you were stupid, but c’mon.”
What is he talking about? “What don’t I get, Winchester?”
He smirked, shaking his head, “You guys are really just babies with wings, aren’t ya?”
Gabriel took a deep breath, getting pissed isn’t going to get us anywhere, “What are you talking about? What am I missing?”
He chuckled, turning the T.V. on, “Did you even bother to ask Sam what was up?”
“Of course I did, what do you think-”
“I’m not big on that touchy-feely shit, but even I know when he needs a drink and a shoulder.”
A shoulder? Gabriel eyed the Winchester, “I better get back,” he flashed out without another word.
Dean looked to the no-longer-there-angel, “You’re welcome, Jack-Ass.”
—
He scanned the room, Sam? You here?
“Yeah, I’m up here.”
The angel ignored the hurt in his heart at the depressed tone, he started up the stairs, you feeling better?
Yeah, I guess…
Gabriel swallowed, i-it’s fine if you need more space, he paused outside the bedroom door, do you want me to leave?
“No, it’s fine,” the door opened, the giants’ eyes were red and puffy, you were crying?
“I’m fine,” he wrapped the angel up in a hug, “I-I’m sorry about before, I didn’t think-”
“Sam, it’s fine. You don’t have to explain. If you don’t want me to know, you don’t have to tell me.”
“No, it’s not that,” he walked them over to the bed, “I just…” he turned his gaze to the ground, “I didn’t know how to tell you.”
“Tell me what, Hotpants?”
The giant threw his head back and laughed. Gabriel swore his heart fluttered at the sight, there’s the Sammy I know. The energy in the whole room seemed to shift after that, the giant looming cloud of sadness seemed to dissipate.
Sam took a deep breath after a moment and brought his eyes back to the angel, “Hotpants?”
Gabriel shrugged, “You don’t like?”
He shook his head, “No, no, I just… that was unexpected.”
“Hey, I know the brand of stupid you need to make you feel better.”
“Yeah,” the giant sighed, “thanks, Gabe.”
“Of course,” he stood, heading over to the bathroom, “Now, c’mon.”
Sam eyed the angel, not moving, why?
Gabriel winked, “Since when can a shower with me not fix something?”
The smile that didn’t reach his eyes hurt the angel more than it should’ve. I thought for sure he’d go for that… okay, Plan B.
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