destiel oneshots- fluff and smut

5 (fluff) (sabriel)

godly.
that was the only word sam could describe him as.
the holy figure seemed to move and breathe and just exist in a way that sam, as a human, couldn't comprehend.
he seemed to have to take a moment to breathe any time the man laughed, or leaned back in that fancy couch back at the bunker.
sometimes when dean wasn't home, he would catch him sitting alone in one of the guest rooms, just lying on the bed, doing seemingly nothing, and sam would just stand behind the cracked-open door, watching, and even though the man could sense when someone was watching, he never seemed to move, or look up at sam at all.
"gabriel," sam whispered through the cracked door one night, after dean had gone to bed, and castiel was in syria.
he didn't look up, and sam gently pushed open the door to walk into the room.
"gabe, i got something-"
"don't call me that." his eyes were closed, but peaceful; not strained.
"then," sam sighed and sat at the edge of the bed. gabriel didn't seem to mind.
"what should i call you, gabriel is too long."
gabriel smiled and almost chuckled, shaking his head.
"what's your name?"
he asked softly
"what?" sam looked confused, and he shook his head.
"your name-"
sam blushed, but didn't realize he blushed until gabriel opened his eyes and gently smiled up at the tall, long-haired boy.
"what?" sam giggled like a child.
"call me sam, then."
sam looked down at his hand, and then back at gabriel.
"and i will call you gabriel."
sam blushed an even deeper shade and stood from the bed. gabriel didn't look disappointed, or even unamused.
"what did you come in here to tell me- unless you just wanted to stare all day."
sam looked at his feet and shook his head.
"i uhh-" he cleared his throat.
"got a case on those uhm-" he hesitated.
"pornstars." gabriel layed back down, and sam watched his true figure; the former demon blood making that possible.
"one of them- named ferrit? and narfi-"
gabriel chuckled and shifted, only slightly opened his eyes.
"i know their names. and i know where they are."
sam hesitated again, and finally his voice cracked when he spoke.
"good, then let's go find them and-"
"no." sam stopped and looked confused.
"what?"
"we can't kill them. you can't kill them."
gabriel sighed and looked up at sam.
"only i can kill them. they're my problem."
"alright then i'll come wit-"
"no, you won't."
sam shifted uncomfortably as gabriel stared him down.
"why not?"
"too dangerous."
sam laughed, and stopped when gabriel didn't.
"you're serious?"
gabriel didn't move, and sam just smiled and shook his head.
"gabriel, i'm pretty sure i can handle some pornstars."
gabriel smiled and looked at his feet, which made sam hot in the face.
"gabriel," gabriel started, which made sam blush lightly again.
"they're not just pornstars, they're greek gods."
sam chuckled again.
"gods?"
"yes. gods. like the ones who took you to that rugaru feast so long back."
sam thought back to that day; the day gabriel saved both him and dean, from the several greek gods who were planning on eating them.
how gabriel sacrificed himself for the two of them, letting his older brother kill him; or so they thought.
"so, you go off and kill these gods by yourself?" sam finally spoke after constant silence. but it was comforting, just to hear gabriel's breathing.
"i guess so." gabe smiled, making sam smile as well.
"uhm," sam coughed and rubbed the back of his neck as gabriel layed back down.
"so not tonight i presume."
"tomorrow, probably."
sam shook his head, letting his hands fall to either sides.
"i thought this was an immediate thing, gabriel i-"
gabriel cut him off.
"sam."
sam blushed and hesitated.
"sam," sam finally spoke, which made gabriel smile, and sam blush when he did.
"now. i'll leave in the morning, alright?"
sam finally nodded and left the room, even though he shouldn't trust gabriel completely, he somehow, someway did.

  hours later, after sam had gone to bed, he was awoken in the middle of the night by footsteps, walking up the bunker stairs, to the door.
sam slid his hand under his pillow, quickly getting his gun, and snuck out his bedroom door, to the lobby of the bunker; seeking out in the dark a figure that he immediately recognized.
"gabriel?" he whispered loud enough for the archangel to hear, because he stopped on his way out the door, and slightly turned; bright, astonishingly blue angelic orbs meeting sam's.
sam lowered his gun and slowly started up the stairs.
"you're leaving?" he whispered again, but before he could finish, gabriel kissed him; right then and there, he put every last piece of grace he had left into that kiss, and sam groaned slightly when he pulled back.
"i'll see you in the morning, gabriel."
sam was speechless, but gabriel smiled soundly and ran back up the stairs, before closing the door behind him on the way out, back sloshing against his thigh.
sam finally smiled, alone in the dark, with the taste of angelic grace left on his lips.
"see you tomorrow, sam."