Sabriel One Shots

Archangel Perspective (No Smut Hehe)

"Cas, do you think he'd go on a date with me?" I whined and Castiel shook his head, lousy brother.
"Why not? He's so nice, especially to me." I argue and Castiel rolls his eyes.
"But you're mean, even if it's a joke he might secretly take it as offensive." Castiel explained and I looked behind me, then I looked back over at Castiel.
"I just love him, he is so generous and he loves his family. I just don't know if he'd except me as more than a friend, plus Dean hates me for the Mystery Spot and TV land. I don't know how it'd work but, I want it to. He's so attractive too, I want Sam to turn me into a whining, begging, moaning puddle of nerve endings." I swoon and Castiel starts to giggle, I raise an eyebrow at him and he points behind me. I turn around and there's Sam, leaning against the door frame with a crooked smile.
"Hey kiddo, me and Cas were just talking about you. When did you guys get back to the bunker?" I try to play it off, like I never said a word and he laughed.
"A few minutes ago, I came to check up on you and ask if you wanted to get drinks later. Most likely a yes huh?" Sam smirked and I nodded, a nervous smile on my face.
"Yeah, that'd be fun Samshine." I smirk, dear father I wish I was smooth.
"Maybe we can talk about this 'nerve endings' situtation," Sam winked and walked out. He shut the door behind him and I look at my brother with a dropped jaw.
"Angel and human relationships work with dad right?" I ask Castiel who shrugs.
"I don't know," Castiel said.
"Good enough for me, I'm gonna try and get smashed in more than one way tonight." I said and stand up, Castiel laughing as I walk out of the room.
Later At The Bar
"Me? Really?" Sam smirks from the rim of his glass, he's downing shots of whiskey that I find nauseating. Sure I could handle them they were just not that great tasting.
"Yeah, you've got a beautiful soul and a handsome face." I flirt and I hope that he is actually interested in me, I'm not sure why he would be but I hoped. A Winchester brother with a supernatural being... Okay maybe that's happened a few times but I just can't see myself getting to be with Sam. Just doesn't seem like he'd ever be interested.
"I'm not gonna complain, you aren't so bad yourself." Sam shrugged nonchalantly, I almost choked on my drink.
"What does that mean?" I ask suspiciously and the moose laughs at me.
"Well you're very cute, and I find you admirable. You're very smart, witty, funny, and charming." Sam explains and my amazement isn't visible, but I'm in pure shock.
"Is that so? Do you actually have feelings for me or are we going to be 'crushes'?" I ask and Sam laughs, he takes another shot and winces at the taste a small bit.
"Well, I first felt feelings when you sacrificed yourself for humankind. I wasn't until you came back that I realized I missed you, a lot." Sam explains and I listen, I lean my hand in my hand and watch his eyebrows scrunch adorably.
"Aww Sam," I coo at him.
"Yeah yeah what's your story, so more so my story?" Sam raises and eyebrow and takes his last shot, his eyes widen like a puppy as he listens to me speak.
"Your soul Sam, it was so beautiful and there was so much you had. Then it broke and crash, I'm desperate to see all the beauty be put back together. Generous, caring, loving, happy, optimistic, smart, and sexy of course." I purr at him and he scoffs at me, his eyes practically roll into his skull.
"It's true," I say and cross my arms.
"Sam you're a bit of a tease," I smirk and stir my drink.
"How, I never promised to have sex with you?" Sam laughed and crossed his arms, a cute ass half smile on his face.
"We were supposed to talk about nerve endings at least," I chuckle, "it turns me on when you talk nerdy to me."
"I've been wined and half ass dined, I guess you deserve it." Sam laughed and he tucked some of his hair behind his ear, I wish I could touch his long ass hair. It was so beautiful.
"Well would you be my boyfriend first?" I ask, my heart racing in uncertainty at the answer. If he said no I'd shatter, if he said yes I'd have some kind of anurism.
"Yes Gabriel," Sam laughed and leaned forward on the table.
"So you will date me? I'm surprised since I kind of killed your brother and he hates me." I laugh and Sam sighs, he runs a hand over his face in annoyance.
"Don't make me change my mind," Sam grumbled and I laughed.
"He managed with me being at the bunker all the time," I shrug. Something inside hopes Dean won't hate me being with Sam, I love Sam as a friend and now as a boyfriend? Human emotions are confusing but whatever.
"Let's go home, we need to be back before Dean calls me with questions." Sam says and I nod, I put my hand on his bicep softly and zap us back to the bunker with my grace.
"Hey Sammy," Dean says from the couch.
"Hey, I'm going to bed. It's late and I'm a little drunk but a lot buzzed." Sam sighed and he looked at me thoughtfully. He leaned down to my ear which gave made my breath stop in my throat.
"Zap in there in a few minutes," he whispered into my ear before walking away. I look at Castiel with wide eyes, I raise an eyebrow and smirk at him.
"Don't tell me about it," Castiel grimaced.
"About what?" Dean asked and j looked at him, I forgot he was fucking here.
"Angel stuff," I snapped.
"Whatever I promised Sam I'd quit arguing with you," Dean sighed.
"Fuck you too," I say, "see ya Cas, I'm gonna go." I zap away to Sam's room and I see him sitting on his bed reading a book. What a sexy nerd.
"Hey," I call for his attention. He looks up and his dark eyes hit me, I realize the reality of my situation. My very slight buzz wasn't helping how nervous I felt either.
"Hey, sit with me." Sam set his book down and pressed his hand on the spot next to him on the bed. I walked over there and sat down next to him, what the fuck do I do? Be normal be normal. I wrap my arm around him and smile at him.
"So how are you?" I ask him, fuck I feel awkward.
"Good, better?" Sam replies semi awkwardly, glad I'm not the only one feeling a little awkward.
"I could probably make you feel better," I flirted smoothly. Shit was that too fast?
"Could you now?" Sam laughed at me, that made me... Excited.
"Oh but I could," I smirk, "grace helps too."
"You're a little pervert aren't you," Sam laughed.
"Is there a problem with enjoying a sex and foreplay?" I ask, in a jokingly offended tone.
"No that's the point of it the fun, the excitement..." Sam shrugged and he leaned over to my ear, his warm breath hitting my skin.
"The build up," he whispered. I wanted to shudder like a little fangirl as goosebumps formed on my skin.
"Are you being a tease or is that an invitation?" I whisper and turn to him, he has a very small smirk on his face.
"Kiss me and find out," he demands more than asks. I find myself kissing him quickly, it relaxes every single goosebump and tense muscle in my body. It felt amazing to kiss him, to feel him. Then a thought itched the back of my head as he kissed me, what if this is just some one night stand? I didn't really know how drunk he was, what if this is all I get? We wake up and it's awkward and never talk about again. Ignore it, all of it. I focus on him, my hands in his hair and his giant hands on my waist. I feel my heart racing again, my thoughts threatening to rise once again. Fuck it, I need to say something. I pull away from him and he whines slightly, I can't help but smile at the noise and the fact that his hands are on my sides.
"Should we be doing this already? I want to but I don't want this to seem like a quick fix up or anything." I ask and Sam gives me a confused puppy eyed look, oh my father he's so cute.
"We're dating so there's no chance of that happening," Sam explains. His cute little face still looking confused.
"Okay I wanted to be sure before we just hooked up and then got awkward," I said and rubbed the back of my neck.
"Aww little baby cares about me?" Sam coos and runs his hands up and down my sides.
"Fuck you Sam," I laugh.
"Yes please?" He smiles and I kiss him again, this time without any emotion other than love. To keep it short and sweet... We fucked.