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Chapter 4

The youngest Winchester wakes up at around seven in the morning. He works out, showers, has a fruit smoothie for breakfast, then heads over to Cas's.

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Gabriel rolls out of bed, not bothering to fix his hair or put a shirt on over his white muscle shirt. He rubs his eyes while walking like a zombie down the hall.

"Morning.." Sam tries not to crack a smile at the scene in front of him, yet he can't help but let his eyes wander and admire. "Morning?" Gabe narrows his eyes, checking his surroundings as if he woke up in the wrong house.

"I didn't just walk in, Castiel said I could let myself in. I just didn't want to wake him," Sam explains, scared the the other man thinks he's creepy or something. "Oh," he runs a hand through his messy hair, "Cassy's at work. Didn't he tell you?"

"No, he said he was off today and to drop by in the morning. I guess I'll be going," Sam stands from the couch. "Wait, I could use you for something," Gabe smirks, "Wait here. I'll be back."

He walks back into the living room with his laptop open and in his hands. "You don't have anything to do, do you?" Gabe glances over his laptop and Sam shakes his head.

Not only does Sam not have anything to do, he also wants to get on better terms with Gabriel. Since they met, they haven't really gotten along.

"Okay, so I was—or I am—creating a website," he shakes his head, he doesn't care, don't bore him. "A website for?" Sam asks. "It's not important, I just need you to do something. Anything really."

"What if I wanna know?" The tall man crosses his arms. "Really?" Gabe cocks an eyebrow. "Really."

"Okay," he smiles, happy that someone is actually interested in what he's doing, "So I'm creating a website for this game company, confidential—"

"Right," Sam nods, understanding.

"—and basically anything that you record and run through this website, it'll scan everything in the room. Everything," he grins, "And every movement made is copied. So everything that is recorded can be used as graphics for a video game and the movements can also be used. Even your body type. Hair color. Clothes. Whatever."

"And you made this?" The Winchester questions, beyond impressed. "Yep."

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Um, I don't know. What would you do if you were home?"

"Probably cook."

"I could eat," Gabe smiles, "I'll set up my laptop and just pretend like its not there."

While the older of the two works his magic, the younger gathers some food from the fridge and cupboards.

"Whatcha makin'?" Gabriel asks after a couple minutes, the video already rolling. Only using his eyes, he glances at the shorter man, "French toast and eggs."

"Why am I doing this anyway? Why can't you do it?"

"Because, you have a better ass then me," he says back smugly. Sam gasps in surprise, opening his mouth to say something but he doesn't find anything. "What? At a loss of words?"

"I don't have a nice ass," he mumbles back shyly.

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"So really," Sam makes a plate of the finished food and hands it over to the hungry male, "Why didn't you test it yourself." Already piling the food in, using his fingers instead of a fork, he shrugs, "I don't like to be on camera."

"No?"

"No."

Sam smirks and pulls him into the kitchen, where the camera is set up. "I hate you," he shields his face from the camera, his other hand still holding the plate of food. "Oh come on, you're the only person watching the video. I did this for you so now you have to eat out here."

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"Wanna see how it works?"

"Duh."

Sam follows Gabriel into his bedroom. He props it onto his desks so they can both watch. The Winchester intently pays attention as the Novak clicks a bunch of buttons to show what is scanning what and how it works. Sam is leaning over Gabriel, propped onto the desk in front of him. He smiles at the male that is more than entertained by his work.

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Gabe goes through the video again, smiling at the younger male in the video. Sam had laughed at something stupid Gabe said.

"What are you watching?" Cas ask as he walks by the bedroom door and to his own. "None of your business little bro," he quickly shuts his laptop and heads out to the living room.

"Why won't you tell me what you were watching?"

"Why are you so interested in what I was watching?"

"Gabriel, you know I hate when you answer questions with questions," Cas scolds. "Tell me why you're so interested."

"I just thought I heard Sam," he admits sheepishly. "Wild imagination you got there Cassy."

Gabe doesn't know why he lied. Maybe it's just weird that they spent all day together? And he enjoyed himself..more than he should with his brothers boyfriend.