Summer of 2000 {Sam x Gaberial sabriel Destiel }

Summer of 2000

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Sam and Dean lived in a small town called Tumen and went to a school called Tumen High School. dean is the strong reckless punk older brother who is Rabelais. Sam on the other hand is the shy timid type he stays out of everyone's way and just wants to finish high school.  dean had a tight friend group Charlie, Kevin, Castiel, Gabriel, and Sam. but Sam never hung out with the group.   the group would cause havoc every place they were either from school or Bobby's house down to the store Charlie and Gaberial worked at. it's like chaos followed them. From pranks to chasseing to screaming to parties they are that one friend group everyone wishes they had. Except sam.  Sam never wanted a friend group he just wanted to read and draw and school. just make it in life without any problems. but when Dean finally convinced him to hang out with them at Bobby's house. certain golden-haired kid took rather interest in the tall timid younger brother Dean was in his final year of high school Castiel was also. Charlie was a year behind Dean and Castiel but still a year ahead of Sam and Gaberial so a mixed range of ages and plans. dean was going to be a mechanic Castiel was going to be a beekeeper, Charlie a writer and Gabe wanted to own his candy shop. Sam had no idea what he wanted to do. he wanted something simple and easy that could get him into a comfortable life.  it was the day that Sam PROMISED to hang out with Dean and his buddies at Bobby's. Sam was dreading this. he hated to get to gather and basically all social interactions. but he promised and he did not want to break it. 

Sams Pov

I grabbed my book bag and started to pack my things. my books, pens, phone, drawing pad, charger, etc. Dean yelled from downstairs "Get your ass down here!" I put my bag on my back and fixed my flannel. and walked out my door and down the stairs to see my big brother Dean already dressed and ready to go swinging his keys on his finger "Ready to go Sammy?" I just nodded and walked out the door getting into the passenger seat of Dean's 67 Chevy Impala passed on from our old man to Dean. at that thought I remember the day Dad left, I was no older than 10 and he left for a hunt. Dean was taking care of me when he got Bobby's call saying his dad had gotten ambushed and did not make it out. Dean took care of me since then and I'm so grateful.  Dean got into the car and started it up then turned to me "Hey I know you don't like human interactions and shit I just want you to attest try and make friends." I scoffed "I keep to myself for a reason Dean."  he just shot me a look and backed out of the driveway. Metalica blared threw the speakers. as the Impala Sped down the road. once we arrived at Bobby's I got out of the car and knocked on the door. a sudden bunch of screaming came from inside. a Sothern man screaming "DONT RUN GABERIAL!" and a British man screaming." I HOPE YOU TRIP" and a loud sound of bare feet pattering against the wooden floor. the door swung open and there was a loud bang and then confetti was flying all over me and Dean who had just gotten to the door. a shorter man with golden hair and whisky-colored eyes were jumping up and down talking excitedly about finally getting to meet Sammy. "it's Sam." I said in a kind harsh tone. he just looked up at me and smiled "OK Sammy " he smiled and I deadpanned a familiar face came to the door it was Bobby.  he smiled and opened his arms bringing me in for a short but sweet hug "It's good to see you Samul" his ascent was thick and very Sothern. Dean walked right past them and straight up to Castiel's room.  Bobby led me to the living area, and I sat on the sofa pulled out my iPod, turned on my music, and grabbed my drawing pad to draw. I was so caught up in my drawing I didn't realize the golden boy was sitting next to me hovering trying to see what I was up to I stopped drawing and looked up he smiled and I pulled out one of my earbuds "You know when someone had earbuds in that means they don't want to talk." I said harshly hoping he would just leave. but he didn't. he just scooted closer and watched as I drew.  he kept trying to make small talk, but I just ignored him.  and continued to draw, angel wings were the most majestic thing I knew. so, I drew them a lot.  I imagined them being as big as a football field and as fluffy as wool. they were too pretty in my eyes. I would love to just reach out and touch them. I was broken from my thoughts as an angry Kevin stormed into the room covered in water and glitter. "Gaberial your so fucking dead," he said in a harsh but panicky tone. Gabe looked at me and winked "This is my queue to leave see you handsome " and took off running a Gitter-covered man following not so far behind leaving me stunned but in peace. handsome?  I thought. I shrugged off my feelings and put my earbuds in resuming my drawing. not too long everyone except Bobby and Crowley poured into the livening room for a movie night. Dean and Castiel were cuddled up on one end of the sofa Kevin and Charlie lying on the floor with blankets and pillows and a small, framed Gaberial extremely close to Sam looking at his drawing once again.  Gaberial's eyes lit up at the sight of the heavily detailed drawing and asked, "Where did you learn to draw so well!" I just shrugged "self-taught" his eyes lit up once again "Can you draw me?" I had nothing better to do so I turned the page and started drawing. once I got his face shape down, I moved on his eyes and nose. I didn't notice his dove eyes before they were soft and whisky colored but then turned golden in the light. I looked back at my drawing moving onto his hair I reached out to touch it. he flinched a little then leaned into the touch. my heart skipped a beat when he closed his eyes just enjoying the gentle touching of his hair. his hair was soft, fluffy, and curly but smooth enough to run your fingers through without getting your fingers tangled.  I removed my hand and turned back to my drawing continuing a slight huff coming from the golden-haired man who was a little disappointed in the hair-touching ending so soon.  not too long later I was done, and it was the best I had done in a while I turned to the other and handed it "WHOA THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING! DEAN YOUR BROTHERS SO COOL!" he exclaimed and soon all of them were up and hovering Gabe who was screaming at me for "being cool but acting like you're not!" were his words.  I just sat there awkwardly as they were agreeing with the golden-haired kid. Dean was standing behind the other in Infront of me grinning at me who was like a turtle sticking its head out of its shell for the first time. once it settled down, they all returned to their seating areas, the smaller framed boy cuddled up to my side not being shy at all. I was not used to being cuddled up to, but it was nice. the warmth from the others made me relax as the movie they were watching came to an end, Dean looked at Castiel and frowned "Sorry cas I got to get the sloth here home we have school tomorrow" Castiel just frowned and hugged onto Dean more "its ok dean we can stay here and just leave to shower and get are stuff before school starts" I said shyly. that was the first thing I said in hours my voice was no longer. pitchy and Awkard it was deep and groggy which startled the smaller boy next to me.   "Woah deep voice? tall? long hair? dresses like a 50-year-old Canadian dad? your nickname is now moose!" he exclaimed and smiled looking up to me. I shot him a look but that just made him giggle. Dean was now laughing the same with Charlie.  I could get used to hanging out with these dorks more often. I thought.

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