In between the lines ~Sabrifer (discontinued)

Three is better

(Published: January, 2nd '18)

Sam Winchester rubbed his temples with his right hands fingers, having a horrible headache. I shouldn't have gone out last night. He opened his eyes, being blinded by the light for a second, before realizing he wasn't in his own room. In his own bed, or alone, or clothed. Two other men lay in the bed, their limbs tangled, that's when he remembered what happened last night. He had sex. Just casual sex. Why did it have to be a threesome?

It wasn't a surprise for Sam that he had sex with a man. He knew that he wasn't straight for his whole life, now he's 22, but he still hadn't told his brother, Dean. Dean was the only real family he had left. Mary - their mother - died in a house fire when he was only 6 months old, Dean was 4 then. John - their father - went crazy after that. It lasted a year before Sam found him hanging from the ceiling, a rope tied around his neck, in the same room where his wife died. Now the brothers live with their uncle Bobby, aunt Ellen and niece Jo. They're not really related, but they feel like family.

Sam quietly slipped out of the bed and looked for his clothes. There were a lot of clothes across the floor, so that wasn't an easy job. Eventually he found his boxers and pants, he quickly slipped them on. Suddenly there was a small noise behind him. He turned to look and saw one of the guys staring right at him. He had gold hair and whiskey eyes and even in the dim light his eyes seemed to sparkle. Sam couldn't help, but stare at him.

Sam smiled awkwardly at him, before turning to look for his shirt. He saw it laying on the floor near the night stand, and he quickly grabbed it and put it on. When he turned around he saw the same man sitting on the edge of the bed - only wearing rainbow colored boxers - having his head in his hands, his elbows resting on his knees.

"You okay?" Sam asked silently.

The men jumped from the sudden noise. "Yeah" he replied, but his eyes said different. Sam wanted to talk to him, ask him what was wrong, but he couldn't do that, right? This was just a one night stand.

"No, you're not" Sam said, moving to sit next to him, "I can see it in your eyes."

"This was stupid, very stupid. It's not like you're not like, really hot, but I promised her that I wouldn't, but I did" the man said quietly, before watching over his shoulder, seeing if the other man was still asleep.

"Promised who?" Sam asked, curiosity getting the better of him.

"My mom. When she found out I was gay she made me promise to never touch a man like this ever again, but look how that worked out," the man put his head back in his hands, "She'll probably kill me."

Something in his voice made Sam think that he meant it. That his mother would actually kill him.

"No, she won't" Sam replied, "everything will be fine."

"You don't know that,-" the man snapped, "what's you name anyway?"

"Sam, Sam Winchester" He stretched out his hand the best he could sitting down. The man shook it, "Gabriel, Gabriel Novak."

"Can you shut up? People are trying to sleep" the now visible blond haired man mumbled, his voice clearly gruff from sleep.

"Sorry" Gabriel mumbled, as did Sam.

"Well," Sam stood up, "I should get going. Nice meeting you, Gabriel," he looked at the clearly shorter man for a moment, before he realized he was staring.