Sabriel One Shots

List Of Domestication

Big Spoon/Little Spoon

"Baby I'm tired," Sam mumbled into Gabriel's neck.
"Then let's go to bed," Gabriel said and Sam left a quick kiss on his neck. Gabriel lifted Sam up bridal style, his eyes closing as he already drifted to sleep. Gabriel laid Sam on the bed, he curled up behind him and wrapped his arms around the taller man. Sam curled up and tucked one of his hands under the pillow, he moved backward to press his back against Gabriel's stomach and have his head against Gabriel's chest.
"Goodnight sleepy baby," Gabriel whispered and kissed behind Sam's ear.
"Mhm," Sam hummed and fell asleep.
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Favorite Non-Sexual Activity
"Please please please," Gabriel begged and Sam rolled his eyes.
"Fine," Sam grumbled and crossed his arms.
"Yay I love you," Gabriel smiled. He was sitting criss-cross in front of Sam, he pecked his nose quickly before snapping his fingers. Sam immediately grew fearful of the flowers, pins, and hairbrush that sat in front of him. 
"I won't hurt you," Gabriel rolled his eyes. He moved to the couch that Sam had his back leaning against, Gabriel brushed through Sam's hair happily. Sam would never admit how much he loved when Gabriel played with his hair, Gabriel was gentle and it was relaxing to feel his small fingers running through the thick locks of hair. Gabriel twisted and pinned effortlessly, Sam felt no pain and Gabriel smiled at his creation.
"Lookie," Gabriel giggled like a giddy toddler. He snapped his fingers to give Sam a mirror, he held it up and gaped at his hair. There was a braid going all the way around the crown of his head, deep red roses and white carnations were laced through the braid so that he had a flower crown.
"Jesus," Dean laughed from the doorway. Gabriel giggled and blushed, Sam was too busy admiring his beautiful hair to even notice.
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Who Uses All The Hot Water
"God damn it Sam!" Gabriel screamed through the bunker halls, Sam looked up from his book and heard stomping towards his room. His door opens and Gabriel is standing there with a towel around his face, saying he looked pissed was an understatement. 
"What?" Sam asked calmly, Gabriel rolled his eyes. 
"You used all the hot water asshole," Gabriel said.
"I'm sorry," Sam shrugged, "shower later."
"You're annoying to live with sometimes," Gabriel said and fell onto the bed next to Sam, "sometimes I just can't stand you."
"The feeling is honestly mutual," Sam said and put a slip of paper in his book, "I am constantly cleaning your messes."
"I am also cleaning out the damn hairbrush constantly how are you not balding," Gabriel said, "I use the same brush and when I pull the hair out there's not very much blonde to balance the brown moose hair."
"You always leave all the lights on," Sam complained, "like that cost us money you know?" 
"I am aware I bring money home," Gabriel said.

"SO DO I WE'RE MARRIED AND LIVE TOGETHER," Sam said annoyedly, "WE BOTH WORK!"
"No need to yell about it," Gabriel mumbled and Sam punched him in the arm.
"I love you," Sam grumbled under his breath.
"I love you too," Gabriel mumbled in the same tone.
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Who Steals All The Blankets
Sam yanked the blanket with all his might, Gabriel protested with a loud hum of annoyance.
"It's cold fucking share," Sam whined and curled up in the blanket.
"I'm cold too," Gabriel whispered tiredly.
"Stop hogging all of the blankets," Sam growled.
"But it's cold," Gabriel repeated.
"And I only have one blanket," Sam said.
"Maybe if we cuddled more we wouldn't have this problem," Gabriel said.
"Maybe we could cuddle if you didn't drool on me," Sam argued.
"One fucking time Sam," Gabriel whined, "one time."

"Do you want to cuddle?" Sam asked and Gabriel nodded, he rolled over and Sam tucked Gabriel into his chest. 
"Goodnight you beautiful bastard," Gabriel mumbled, "I love you."
"I love you too baby," Sam mumbled before they both fell asleep.
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Who Leaves Their Stuff Around
"I'm tired of the candy wrappers Gabriel!" Sam yelled as he picked up, yet again, a handful of empty candy wrappers.
"Maybe you should put a trashcan in the living room I don't like getting up," Gabriel yelled back.
"I'm going to leave them here and watch the garbage island build up all over again," Sam sighed and threw the wrappers back on the table.
"You wouldn't dare," Gabriel called back and ran down the stairs of their apartment.
"Just fucking watch me," Sam said and looked at Gabriel with a twisted smile.
"I hate you," Gabriel said and crossed his arms.
"No you really don't," Sam said, "you wouldn't be here. In fact, you'd be with Dean and Cas still in the bunker."
"I'd live by myself before living with those two again," Gabriel rolled his eyes, "I mean we moved out here for a reason."
"Yeah really," Sam widened his eyes, "we need to go over there soon."
"For?" Gabriel asked as he went to clean up the candy wrappers. 
"Salt and burn," Sam answered, "should be quick and painless but... you know."
"Yeah," Gabriel drew out his words before walking to the other room to throw his trash away. He came back and plucked his green jacket from the wall, he pulled it over his shoulders and tossed Sam his grey jacket. 
"You know if you had your mojo," Sam mocked.
"You know if you had your mojo," Gabriel said back in a high pitched squeaky voice, "nobody plays nice with their brothers."
"Clearly," Sam said and wrapped his arms around Gabriel's shoulders.
"Suck a dick," Gabriel quipped and Sam pondered sarcastically.
"Later," he smiled and kissed Gabriel's cheek before piling into their car.
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Who Remembers Anniversaries
"2 weeks," Sam sang from the coffee pot in the bunker's kitchen.
"You're annoying," Gabriel sang back.
"You always forget," Sam leaned on the wall and brought his mug to his lips, "I have to remind you every year."
"I am as old as time I can't remember EVERYTHING," Gabriel groaned and put his feet on the table, "besides I already made plans." 
"Did you?" Sam raised an eyebrow and Gabriel nodded, giving him the same expression.
"Will you not wear the fuzzy socks there?" Sam laughed and motioned towards the rainbow socks Gabriel had propped on the table.
"No I love my rainbow socks," Gabriel threw his head back and moaned jokingly.
"I can't believe what I'm hearing," Dean peeked his head through the door gingerly. 
"He's moaning at his socks I promise I'm clothed," Sam laughed and Dean walked in.
"My god it's too early," Dean rolled his eyes.
"Don't use my father's name in vain," Gabriel said and crossed his arms. 
"I wake up and debate my life every morning because of you two," Dean grumbled as he poured his coffee.
"Ugh but we're soooooo cute," Gabriel said and tipped his chair back.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night," Dean muttered with a small laugh, "it's been like four years of this." 
"I'm more than aware," Sam smiled and walked over to Gabriel. He kissed the top of Gabriel's head before sitting next to him, laying on his shoulder and closing his eyes.
"Gay," Dean coughed and Gabriel laughed. 
"Love you," Sam muttered and huffed a laugh.
"Love you too," Gabriel smiled and laid his head on Sam's.
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Who Cooks
"Gabriel, what the hell?" Sam mumbled tiredly as he shuffled into the kitchen, he had nothing but his pajama pants on that were just a little too big so they hung low on his hips. 
"I'm cooking breakfast," Gabriel said and looked over at Sam, "morning hot stuff."
"Smells good," Sam mumbled and shuffled towards Gabriel, "I can't cook."
"I'm aware that's why Dean cooks," Gabriel smirked with the left side of his mouth. Sam nodded and wrapped his arms around Gabriel's waist, laying his head on his back and breathing in his smell.
"Can you make me one without the chocolate?" Sam asked and Gabriel rolled his eyes.
"I can but like... ew," Gabriel joked, "rabbit."