Sam closed the motel door behind him and put his hands in his pockets as he walked towards the vending machine. Dean was fast asleep and Sam couldn’t sleep - the nightmares were back; every time he closed his eyes he could see Lucifer stabbing into Gabriel, ending his life, as if Sam was a witness to it over and over again.
He walked into the vending room. Sam sighed and fumbled in his pocket for change. “Terrific,” he groaned, coming up five cents short.
“Have a nickel.”
He spun around at the familiar voice, holding out his hand just in time for the nickel to fall into his palm. His jaw dropped and he asked hesitantly, “Gabriel?”
“Hiya, Sam.” The angel raised his eyebrows and smiled. “And that’s Babriel to you.”
“But - how are - you’re dead.”
“Oh, Sam, come on,” he said with a laugh. “Remember my little witness protection program? I wasn’t just pretending to be a trickster. Think I can’t trick my own big brother?”
Sam blinked, wondering if that would mean Gabriel would disappear. It didn’t work. Thank fuck. ”Where the hell have you been then?”
“I couldn’t just pop right back out!” Gabriel said. “Not with everything that went down. You think that I wouldn’t have been the first one on everyone’s hit list? Had to keep a low profile. Still have to. I had to see ya though, Sam. It’s been a long time.”
Sam took a deep breath and without another thought, charged forward, pulling Gabriel close to him. He crushed him against the wall, but didn’t worry - for a tiny man, he was an angel after all.
“Don’t you ever do that to me again,” Sam growled into Gabriel’s neck before nipping it.
Gabriel chuckled, which quickly turned into a pleasure filled groaned. Sam ripped Gabriel’s shirt open and quickly worked his way to the button on his jeans. Gabriel fumbled with Sam’s zipper and slipped his hand inside. Sam moaned - he had forgotten how wonderful Gabriel’s hands on him felt - but he couldn’t wait anymore. He pulled off his jeans and slipped inside as quickly as he could.
It was short and it was heated, but each thrust felt familiar, like it hadn’t been years since he’d been inside. Gabriel let out a shuttering sigh and Sam knew he had came at the same time. They stayed frozen like that, against the wall just out of sight. Sam knew if he let go, Gabriel would have to leave. They couldn’t stay like this together.
Finally Gabriel pulled back and stared into Sam’s eyes before leaning forward and planting one longing kiss on his lips. “I love you,” he whispered.
Sam’s eyes widened. He had never said this before. He knew Gabriel meant it, and that he had always felt this way, but to hear it was something different. “I - I love you too,” Sam replied.
Gabriel gave a small smile. “I’ll see you around kiddo,” he said. And he was gone.
That suit. THAT FUCKING SUIT.
I am thankful for my parents who continue to support me financially and mentally. I am thankful for my big sister who is also my best friend. I am thankful for my job and for being able to help my clients even when it’s difficult. I am thankful for my friends for their trust, patience, and love. I am thankful for recovery. I am thankful for my followers. I am thankful for my shows and their creators and actors. I am thankful for you. I am thankful for food. I am thankful for Thanksgiving. And I am really cheesy.
Even getting like five notes on a text post is really exciting for me.
good night my precious angels
mrow mailman where is my j2 picture pls
Wrote five more pages at the library with my girls. That’s all I need - a time and place where I can’t go on tumblr when I’m on a computer. They’re spoilers though sooo I’ll post them eventually.