The Heat of the Moment Sabriel/Destiel/ Michifer Highschool AU

Making Friends

Time skip a few days
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~Gabriel's POV~
Sam had been being an ass to Gabriel. Mostly telling him to buzz off and things of the like and Gabriel was getting tired of being ignored and brushed off by the angry moose. Gabriel slipped through the halls an hour before school started. He found Sam's locker easily. He picked the lock and stuck a note inside. He grabbed a few of the books he guessed he would need and darted up the stairs to the roof and waited patiently. He popped a sucker in his mouth and waited patiently. Half an hour later the door opened.

"Gabriel! Give me my shit back!"

"Glad you could join me Sammy boy. We have to chat." Gabriel grinned when Sam huffed impatiently.

"I said I was sorry okay. What more do you want?" He growled. Gabriel looked at him a flicker of hurt crossing his face.

"You to be my friend." He muttered softly. Sam sighed softly giving him an apologetic look. 

"Look, sorry I've been an ass okay? But... Me and having friends just doesn't work. It never has!" He ran a hand through his hair and Gabriel found himself momentarily distracted. He shook his head to clear his distracting thoughts. He plastered a grin onto his face.

"Well Sam, you're going to be my friend whether you like it or not. M'kay." He pulled a sucker out and threw it to Sam who caught it easily. Sam sighed and shook his head a bit but he couldn't hide a small smile that was creeping up on his face.

"Fine, you persistent little shit. Can I have my things back?" He asked. Gabriel smiled mischievously.

"Well... I don't know.. Maybe..." He laughed lightly at the look that crossed Sam's face. "Yeah, yeah. Don't hurt yourself." He grabbed the books he had stolen and handed them to Sam. "Here you go Samantha."

"What?"

"Nothing," Gabriel smirked and slid down the railing of the stairs. Sam rolled his eyes and trailed behind his new friend.  

"Slow down. You're going to kill yourself doing that." Sam groaned as he followed the hyper teen.

"Nope, not happening. Hi, Luce! Hiya... Michael right?" He tipped his head and peered at the two.

~Lucifer's POV~

Lucifer leaned against the wall talking to Michael when Sam's voice caught his attention.

"Mikey!" Sam smirked as he approached them.

"Hey, Sammy." Michael threw his arm over Sam's shoulder before he had a chance to react he quickly put him into a headlock and messed up his hair immensely.

"Heeeeyy!" Sam whined trying to wriggle free from his grasp. Gabriel giggled and moved over to Lucifer.

"I see you've made a new friend Luci, I didn't think it was possible for you bro." Gabriel looked up at his brother and smirked as he realized he wasn't paying attention his eyes focused on Michael. "Hey! Earth to Lucifer, Earth to Lucifer!" He snapped his fingers in front of his face. Lucifer jumped.

"What?" He looked down at Gabriel who huffed.

"I said, I didn't think it was possible for you to make friends but it seems you have." He motioned to Micheal with a dip of his head.

"Oh..." Lucifer glanced down for a second an unusual shyness seemed to take place on his face for a moment before he looked back up. He gave a lopsided grin. "I could say the same thing to you, little bro." He gave him a gentle push. "Cas seems to be too. Well, not exactly.

"Let me go!" Sam squirmed more until Michael let him go. Sam huffed and shoved Michael a bit with a playful glare.

"Oh don't be a baby." Gabriel chirped, earning himself a glare as well. Gabriel held his hands up in defeat and flashed a grin.

"He's always a baby." Michael chimed in. Sam simply rolled his heads and leaned on Michael, throwing his arm around his brother.

"Whatever." A smirk played across his lips. He slowly eased a water bottle out of the side pocket on Michael's bag. Gabriel watched with curiosity, enjoying the new, playful, side of Sam. "Hey, Mike..."

"Yes, Sam?"

"Just remember... I love you, bro." With that, he whipped out the full water bottle quickly unscrewed the cap and dumped the entirety of its contents on him.

"SAMUEL WINCHESTER!"

"Bye!" Sam bolted, snagging Gabriel's wrist and ran leaving an angry, soaking wet, Michael behind him. Lucifer tried and failed at not laughing. He looked at Michael and paused. Michael's soaking wet shirt was sticking close to his skin, showing off his figure. His hair was ruffled and sticking up in different directions.

"Michael... You look" hot "ridiculous." Lucifer commented forcing himself not to stare.

"Thanks," Michael muttered sighing as he looked down at his wet clothes. That little shit will pay." His eyes lit up and he looked at Lucifer. "You can help me with getting revenge right?" He grinned.

"Of course. After all, I am Satan." He bowed low ignoring Michael snickering.

"Mhmm, who knew Satan was such a pushover." He jumped back as Lucifer playfully lunged for him.

"I'll show you a pushover." Lucifer grinned.

"Truce!" Michael held up his hands watching Lucifer carefully.

"Fine, fine. C'mon we'll be late for math." Lucifer grabbed his things.

"Since when do you care about school?" Michael asked as he trailed behind Lucifer who simply shrugged.

"Don't know."