Sabriel One Shots

"You're flirting with me, cute."

"Whatcha starin' at Sam?" Dean asked loudly and I jumped in my chair. 

"N-nothing Dean," I stutter. I have been daydreaming while staring directly at Gabriel, I had been falling a little weak for the guy. I couldn't help it either so I've been slowly realizing I'll have to tell him at some point. 

"Sure," Dean scoffed with a stupid grin on his face, "it's always nothing."

"What does that mean?" I ask, "you know what, I just don't care. I'm going to my room." I stood up and walked to my room, I didn't especially feel like dealing with him. We've been fighting a lot lately because I've been so distracted, I tried to talk to Dean about it but I was told to 'man up and kiss him' and that was my goal at this point in time. I fell onto my bed and laid there just thinking about nothing, just staring at the ceiling with my mind blank until a voice knocked me from my trance. 

"Hey, everything okay?" Gabriel asked from the door, I sat up quickly and pushed my hair from my face. I subconsciously smooth out my hair and wipe my face, I probably looked like a disaster. 

"I guess," I respond calmly. He shuts the door behind him and walked over to my bed, he sits next to me and I look at his face. He looks like something's bothering him. 

"Are you okay?" I ask him and he nods, he looks down at his hands and sighs.

"I'm not sure," he admits, "can we just talk about something else?"

"Sure," I stop and think of some kind of topic, "top or bottom?"

"What?!" Gabriel laughed and I shake my head.

"Like a bunk bed," I attempt to recover, "just a topic I don't- um."

"Don't worry about it," Gabriel laughed, "if we're talking about beds I prefer the top."

"What if we aren't talking about beds?" I ask quietly, a smirk playing on my face. 

"I can accommodate to either Samich," he raised an eyebrow. I swallowed around a lump in my throat, I pursed my lips and laughed. 

"How about you?" Gabriel asked.

"Either way I'm okay with either," I respond plainly. 

"Not even a preference?" Gabriel whines and I shake my head. 

"Not necessarily," I laugh. 

"Interesting," Gabriel raised an eyebrow.

"Are you interested?" I joked and Gabriel's eyes darted up and down my body, my face got hot.

"Only a little," Gabriel joked. Joked, at least I thought.

"You're flirting with me," I laugh, "cute."

"Whaaaaaatever," Gabriel smirked, "have you ever been with a guy? Or are you just turned on by them."

"Not something you ask a friend dude," I smile. 

"Eh, why not?" Gabriel shrugs and I shake my head. 

"Never been with one and probably never will," I said. 

"Well, why's that?" Gabriel asks and I shrug because I'm in love with you stupid.

"When do I ever have the chance to go out there," I explain, "my life kind of blocks all of that with the traveling constantly and whatnot."

"If someone really loved you that could put up with it all after so long," Gabriel argued kindly. 

"They would call you at the end of every day and make sure you're okay, they'd ask about your day and let you ramble on and on, you'd ask the same and listen to them ramble, you'd laugh and smile on the phone just because that's the highest point of a bad day, there would always be a way to keep each other happy and keep the relationship storng, then one day you'll retire and cut this all out and you'll get married and have kids and live happily ever after." Gabrel rambled in a slight daze and I stared at him in disbelief.