Supernatural Oneshots! (Destiel, Sabriel, Michifer, Adamandriel and more!)

#5

AN: This is another Sabriel, please enjoy and let me know what else you want to see. Enjoy Dahlings!
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The cold wind of a December morning bit through Sam's flannel, making him walk three paces quicker to Golden Wings Coffee, Sam's favourite small coffee shop in Lawrence, Kansas. It was rarely crowded, making it a great place to do his college assignments. Plus, the coffee was amazing. It wasn't like Sam went there Mondays, Wednesdays and  Fridays so he could stare at the cute owner of the coffee shop, Gabriel. Sam opened the door, stepping out of the cold, bitter air and into the warm, welcoming cafe. It smelled of gingerbread and peppermint and was decorated with garlands and berries where the walls meet the ceilings, warm white Christmas lights weaving in and out.

"Morning, Sam!" Co-owner and Gabes brother, Balthazar, called from over the counter.

"Hey, Balthy." Sam smiled walking over to the counter, checking out all the new Christmas pastries. 

"The usual?" Balthazar asked, walking over to the coffee flavoring.

"Yah, thanks" A candy cane shaped danish had caught Sam's eye and he looked at the soft dough, the smooth creme cheese icing and delicious variety of berries. "And can you throw one of the candy cane danishes in for me?"

"No problem" But something else had caught his eye. It wasn't in the case, but more like through it. Sam stared through the glass into the back room where he could see Gabriel, his back turned to Sam. Sam smiled to himself, staring at Gabe's perfect, short complex before standing back up as Balthazar approached the case to grab the danish. "French Vanilla coffee and a Danish. $3.75." Sam fished through his pocket, pulling out a five. Balthazar handed him the change and Sam dropped it in the tip jar. He smiled and turned to the small dining area.

He took his usual spot, a two person booth in the corner with a perfect view of the back room, where Gabriel was bending down, putting tray after tray in the oven. When he bent over the bottom of his camo green shirt lifted ever so slightly, revealing the small of his back. Sam often found himself staring at Gabe more than doing any actual work. Today, Sam had even less time to do work/stare at Gabe. He was babysitting for his friend, Garth, while he and his wife where away visiting family. After 30 minutes, Sam packed up his things, looking at the three sentences he wrote for his essay. He sighed, zipping up his backpack and sliding it over his shoulder. He stood and grabbed his coffee, walking towards the door.

"Leaving early? Have I bored you this much?" Balthazar called over to him. Sam turned around and smiled at him, walking backwards, trying not to waste anymore time.

"Ha ha, no. I have to babysit." Sam shrugged, and turned back around, slamming right into someone. Sam's coffee burst open, splashing over the other person. "Shit! Sorry! I didn't-" Sam froze mid sentence and found himself staring into the eyes of none other than Gabriel. Eyes wide, Sam blushed and looked away. "Napkins! I'll get napkins." Trying to help, Sam took the napkins and tried to mop up what he could. Too late, Sam realized that the coffee spilled lower than he noticed. Sam's hand was on Gabe's dick, only napkins and pants separating them. "Shit" But instead of a frustrated, snarky response, he heard a laugh coming from Gabe! "I am so sorry! "

"It's fine. I wasn't-" Gabe had to pause to catch his breath as he continued laughing. "I wasn't expecting my balls to be touched today" Sam could hear Balthazar laughing too, and Sam blushed harder in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, you're probably embarrassed enough already, you don't need me rubbing it in." Gabe wiped at the corner of his eyes and looked at Sam who hadn't even cracked a smile, but was staring at the ground instead, his face feeling like fire.

"Sorry again, I've gotta go though." Sam gestured to the door.

"Wait, so you, a tall, devishly handsome guy, touches my dick, and is just going to walk away without asking me for my number?" Gabe wiggled his eyebrows.

"Seriously? After all that you want my number?"

"Well yeah. I thought you were good looking before, but touching me was a definite turn on and now I want your number even more, so give it." Sam blushed, pulling his phone out of his pocket. Gabe copied the movement, opening his contacts. They exchanged numbers, and Sam slid his phone back into his pocket. "It's Sam, right?"

"Yeah." Sam was about to say goodbye when he saw what Gabriel put his name as.

Sammy 🔥🍆

Sam laughed to himself before waving to Balthazar and Gabe, then headed out the door. Sam replayed the moment in his mind, cringing at every small detail. But it was going to be ok. Gabe liked him back, apparently even more now. They guy he creepily stalked for 3 months now liked him back, and he got his number. Best. Day. Ever.