The Youtuber And The Teacher

We Catch Someone In The Act

Sam and Gabriel were making out on Charlie's bed, hands and lips everywhere. They were both shirtless and Gabe rubbed his hands on Sam's chest as he kissed him.

They looked up, startled as the two walked in on them unknowingly.

"Ah, shit," said Dean and Cas together, looking at their brothers.

"Charlie's bed? Really?" Dean whistled. "That's not a good idea. Just don't get any . . . Byproducts on it, 'kay, baby brother?"

Sam flushed red while Gabriel just sat on top of him, blank faced. He didn't really ever show any embarrassment. Happiness and lust, he did though. Extensive amounts of lust.

"No can do, Dean-o. He's comes pretty easily." He grins and kisses Sam on the cheek.

Dean groaned, holding a hand out to stop him from going any further. "I didn't really need to know my baby brother's functions." Gabriel shrugged and said nothing more.

"Anyways," intervened Castiel. "How about that Flounders place, hmm? I asked a couple down on the beach and they said it was amazing."

"Yeah that would be great," Sam said, sarcasm dripping from his words. "If only I had all my damn clothes on."

Cas's face reddened as he realized that the only thing keeping the two from seeing Sam's you-know-what was the fact that Gabriel was straddling him.

"Woah, Sam I didn't know you were a bottom," grinned Dean at his younger brother. Sam glared at him.

"Jerk."

Dean smirked. "Bitch."

"Anyways," Sam interrupted loudly. "I'm still kinda naked right now and if you two wouldn't mind . . ." He bitchfaced them.

Dean rolled his eyes. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before," he said, but turned away and sat down on the now-a-couch futon.

"Do you ever think it's kinda weird?" Cas asked Dean after sitting down next to him. "That our brothers are married and do what we do?"

He shrugged. "Not really. He has his own life. He can do what he wants with it."

A while later, Sam and Gabriel walk up to the two, hair still slightly disheveled, fully clothed in trunks and tee shirts like Dean and Cas who didn't bother in changing to jeans.

"Ready?" Dean asked, standing.

"Ready." Sam nodded.

When they got to the lobby, they caught Charlie and Jo walking to the elevator.

"Hey, guys!" Dean called, grinning. "We're going to get some dinner, wanna come?"

Charlie grinned back at Dean. "Totally. Come on, Jo, we're going to get something to eat," she said, grabbing her hand and dragging her to the group. They had tank tops over their bikinis and just left their bottoms be.

The walk to Flounders was quiet and short. The sun was setting and it was cool outside. Surprisingly, Cas thought, they weren't the only ones walking. Parents with strollers, elderly people, teenagers (lots and lots of teenagers), and people around their age. It wasn't even tourist time, but people were everywhere.

Flounders came into view and Sam and Gabriel led them across the street and into the building where music could be heard and people were drinking and laughing.

"Table for six," Sam was saying to a lady who was standing at a podium looking bored. She smiled when Sam talked to her.

"Yes, sir," she said and led them to a table that was outside. The view from the table was breathtaking. The sun was setting across the water and the sky was a kaleidoscope of pink, orange, blue, and purple.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Dean murmured in his ear.

Castiel turned and Dean's lips were mere centimeters from his own.

"Not as beautiful as you," Cas murmured back against Dean's lips. He felt Dean smile and close the distance.

A waitress came up to the table, interrupting the moment. "Hi! I'm Bonnie, I'll be your waitress this evening. Can I start you off with some drinks?"

"I'll have some beer," says Dean.

"How 'bout a peach and lime daiquiri?" Asks Sam. Dean looks at him.

"Dude. What are you, a twenty one year old girl?" He asks.

Sam rolls his eyes. "No. I just wanted to try something new because we're in Florida." Dean rolls his eyes back at him but says nothing else.

The rest order and they sit and talk and laugh while eating their food, also taking shots that Dean ordered.

"Sammy!" Slurs Gabriel. "Come on, we're doing karaoke!" Sam grins at him, pretty drunk.

"Sure, babe. Let's go!" The two go over and talk to a DJ. The DJ nods and Sam and Gabriel walk onto a small stage.

Instrumentals play for a second before Sam and Gabriel start singing. "Your love is like bad medicine! Bad medicine is all that I need! Woah, oh oh! Shake it up just like bad medicine!"

*yada yada yada bad medicine Ya know*

Sam grins as he sings the last line and leans forward to kiss Gabriel, wrapping his arms around his neck.

They part eventually and walk off the stage, laughing, to where the rest sit clapping.

"Damn, Sammy!" Dean says grinning. "I didn't know you had it in you."

Sam starts laughing. "I just needed some shots to get the courage from my head to my body." He gestures to himself.

Dean laughed. "Well, you sure did pick a good song. Bon Jovi is awesome."

"I knew you'd like it!" He grins. "Hey, you got any more shots?" He asks, looking around the table.

"Whoah, I think that's enough drinks for you," Dean says, holding his arm out to keep Sam from taking the last shot.

Sam frowns and whines,  "Deeeeeaaan." He sits on his lap and snuggles up to him.

"I think it's time to go," Dean tells to the group. "Come on, get up, Sammy." He wraps Sam's arm around his shoulders and drags him into a standing position. "Gabriel, can you take him?"

Gabe nods and smirks. "He's my little moose now." He takes the giant from Dean. Cas vaguely hears him whisper in Sam's ear something that sounded like, I'm gonna hang too so lard. Cas immediately tried to forget what he heard, but quickly after heard a fit of giggles from Sam.

"Dean!" Cas smiled and looked at him. He had had a few drinks and was a little tipsy but not drunk. "Can we go home now? I want to get to our room and-" he whispered exactly what he wanted in Dean's ear.

"Cas!" Said Dean, surprised, but smirked afterwards. "I like the way you think."