Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

Club-sabriel

⚠️smut warning⚠️

(I need to find a new word instead of "Sam simply said" it's starting to piss me off lmaoo anyways I hope y'all enjoy this. I started it at like 4 in the morning when I couldn't sleep so I hope it's okay!!)

Sam and Gabriel decided to go to the club. The best friends always have fun there, maybe a little too much but for Gabe, there isn't ever too much fun.

"Sammy come on!!" Gabe says trying to drag his best friend out of the car. He's ready to go inside and get drunk as hell. It takes away the memories of metatron and in general is just so much fun.

"Give me a minute, Dean and Cas are on that hunt remember? I'm waiting for a text back from Dean. If you want to, you can go in and get us seats at the bar." Sam says, texting Dean and Cas both.

"Okay, see you in there Samantha." Gabe says, shutting the car door and walking in. The bartenders know him pretty well, a little too well maybe, but this is his favorite club in town.

"Hey Gabe, just you tonight?" Alfie, one of the younger bartenders asked him.

"No, Sammy-boy is here too, waiting on a text from his brother. He'll be in in a minute." Gabe said sitting down on a barstool, Alfie already bringing Gabe's usual drink to him. Gabe isn't totally sure what it is that he is drinking, but it's a mixture of purple and blue which are two of his favorite colors, and it tastes good so who cares?

Alfie brings Sam's usual and sets it next to Gabe, whiskey. Boringgg.

Sam walks in as Gabe is practically inhaling his drink and he sits down. "They said the hunt went well and they're in a motel for the night. They'll be back at around 1ish tomorrow." Sam says, sitting down and taking a sip of his drink, nodding at Alfie, thanking him.

"Samsquatch, why don't you try something else.. I don't know something less boring as whiskey. You're not a 40 year old man." Gabe says, making sure he remembers Sam's age, 25, right?

"Yeah but it's what I always get. It's not boring, here taste it." Sam says, passing the drink to Gabe.

Gabe takes a tiny sip and makes the most disgusted look anyone can imagine as he drinks his right after to get that horrible taste out of his mouth. "Sam that is awful. Like that is a crime to humanity." Gabe says in a very serious tone.

"Oh come on, it's not bad. Yours can't be better." Sam says, Gabe simply slides the drink in front of Sam and he takes a sip, eyes going wide. "Holy shit that's good, what is that?!"

"I don't know what's in it but it's called bisexual blast or something, it's amazing." Gabe simply says, asking Alfie for 10 shots of vodka. "Drink off?" He asks, a playful smirk on his face.

"Sure but the drink, are you..?" Sam asks suspiciously.

"Oh, what bisexual?" Gabe asks and Sam nods. "No no I'm pansexual but that drink is some kind of pineapple, I don't like it very much." Gabe says simply as Alfie sets a tray down with 10 shots on it.

"What's the difference between the two? Bisexual and pansexual, I mean." Sam asks, curiously. He knows that Gabe doesn't really have preference but he didn't know he actually labeled himself.

"We'll bi is where someone likes girls, guys, and in between, but pan it's like I don't see gender. I basically don't give a shit or have a preference because of gender, it's all personality-wise for me." Gabe explains. Sam nods and picks up a shot, shooting a look at Gabe. Gabe does the same and let the games begin.

Sam downs two before he has time to process that Gabe has already finished his five and is waving Alfie down for more. "How the fuck-?" Sam starts.

"Angel, and just Gabriel." He says simply. "Hurry up Sammy."