Sabriel One Shots

Stop Using Me

"We don't need him," Dean rolled his eyes, "hell there's nothing we can use him for."
"That's the thing all we did was use him," I stressed, "we should show him we could do different. Show him we could do him right because of everything he did for us."
"Because why?" Dean crossed his arms and I sighed.
"He deserves it Dean," I answered, "he has died for us twice now and assisted us doing so."
"So he deserves what?" Dean asked and I didn't have any ideas.
"We could ask him," I suggested, "there's nothing wrong with like... talking to him."
"How do we even get to him?" Dean yelled, slapping his hands to his sides.
"Castiel," I deadpanned.
"Right," Dean smiled before frowning, "I think I'd rather not."
"I'll ask him he's in charge of his own person," I said and he furrowed his brow, "you're not his fucking mom."
"I will watch over him as best as I can to-"
"Dean you have to let up this act with being Cas' helicopter parent," I said.
"I will when I die," Dean crossed his arms and I rolled my eyes.
...
"Cas?" I questioned as he was making the bed in Dean's room.
"Hello Sam," he greeted and placed a pillow at the head of the bed.
"What're you doing?" I asked and he squinted at me.
"Tidying the bed," he answered plainly, "last night's activities messed it up pretty badly."
"Dude," I grimaced and he shrugged.
"Anyways," Castiel cleared his throat, "what are you here for?"
"Could you take me to heaven?" I asked and he looked at me suspiciously.
"Perhaps but why?" Castiel said and I huffed.
"I want to be able to redeem myself," I explained, "for Gabriel."
"He isn't in heaven," Castiel corrected quickly.
"Where is he?" I asked.
"He is in a 'pleasure pocket' where he is just in his own reality," Castiel explained.
"Can I go see him?" I questioned and he nodded.
"We could go now," Castiel said, "don't bring anything threatening to him. He's in his own place, if it's disturbed he could go... feral in a way, snap and kill anything really."
"How do we talk to him without interfering?" I asked and he sucked his lips in.
"Tell him we ventured to his reality just to talk," Castiel said, "we'd be in his reality before we knocked him out of it."
"His reality is probably poker and women," I muttered to myself more than Castiel.
"Most likely," Castiel said, "shall we go?"
"Yeah," I said.
"What about Dean?" Castiel checked.
"What he doesn't know can't hurt him," I shrugged and Castiel pressed his fingers against my forehead.
Before I opened my eyes there was a strong smell of apple pie, I opened them and we were in a surprisingly beautiful house. It was pretty small, a grey pitbull quickly joined my side and wagged his tail enthusiastically. I smiled and scratched behind his ears, he sat by my feet. His collar said his name was Butterscotch, no surprise there.
"Babe!" Gabriel squealed and there was a crashing sound, I cocked my head to the side and followed the sound to a kitchen. I peeked in carefully and Castiel followed behind me, Gabriel was pinned to the counter by someone my height and they were making out. There was a bowl on the floor and also some flour that spilled out of it, Gabriel started chuckling and shoved the long haired man in his arm.
"You have powers to clean it don't yell at me," the taller man laughed and I widened my eyes at his- my- voice. I looked at Castiel who was squinting at me confused.
"You're using me," Gabriel pouted and crossed his arms.
"No I'm not," the other Sam argued, "not yet at least."
"I'll keep that in mind," Gabriel giggled and poked his nose, "we can't have pie if you keep tickling me and making out with me."
"Fine," Sam said, "I'll behave."
"You better," Gabriel smirked and Sam pressed a kiss to his lips. Sam walked out, not really noticing me and Cas.
"Gabriel," Castiel stepped in as Gabriel went back to his bowl.
"Hey Cas what brings you? I didn't snap you up," Gabriel smiled gently. A genuine and sweet happiness gracing his features.
"Uh Sam wanted to talk to you," Castiel cleared his throat. When I stepped in the room he paled, smirking at me to try and maintain his usual cool.
"Heya Sam," Gabriel swallowed, "what's going on? How's Dean?"
"He's too far up Cas' ass for me to know if there's a problem," I rolled my eyes.
"What brings you?" Gabriel asked quietly, he was clearly embarrassed and I wasn't bringing it up.
"I wanted to thank you," I sighed, "for dying for us and saving our asses... Twice."
"Not a problem," Gabriel smiled like everything was... perfectly okay, "I got all my revenge and brothers and... yeah."
"You seem so calm and happy," I commented and immediately regretted it.
"I've got my place here," Gabriel motioned around the room, "I'm happy here. I don't have a target on my back, I've come to a point of complete peace. Mostly anyways."
"What happens when you realize it's all fake though Gabriel," Castiel added, "you can't keep a charade up forever."
"Poker and pornstars can sometimes feel fake fast," Gabriel licked his lips, "but this is different. It's a home with a wife and love, it's so different and it's so nice."
"Gabriel but the love isn't real," I shrugged pretending I didn't hear 'wife', "there's only so long before it's not convincing you anymore."
"Where will I find this in real life?" Gabriel questioned, "where? No one gets what they want in this world, so this is what I do to compromise."
"It's not healthy," I said, "it's like having a good dream and never waking up because you like the dream."
"Exactly," Gabriel crossed his arms. He looked so nonthreatening in an apron covered in dough and flour.
"That's not good for you," Castiel said.
"You can't stop me," Gabriel shrugged and frowned, "I'm happy."
"That's not disturbing at all," I said and raised an eyebrow.
"Did you see-"
"Yeah all too well," I nodded and sucked my lips in.
"Maybe you guys should go," Gabriel said, "you said what you wanted to say. Saw more than you needed to so just... let me go?"
"Actually," I said and walked around the kitchen to really get a look at it, "can I get a tour of this place?"
"Um sure?" Gabriel said and snapped himself clean, I followed him out to the dining room which was a sunroom with a grey table and grey chairs, there were yellow floral patterns on the chairs.
"I like the amount of light in here," I turned and looked around.
"Me too I like the sun," Gabriel looked around. His hair was golden and curly, his eyes were so carefree and lacked fear of any kind. They were a yellow color, when it was darker they shifted to a green-ish color. I prefered the yellow honestly, the green reminding me of when we were in the apocalypse world.
Gabriel led me to the living room, there was a balcony around the top perimeter of the room. I looked around, it was beautiful here. The windows brought in a lot of light here too, there were dimmer switches and there was a long couch with a TV opposite of it. There was a glass coffee table and matching side tables, the fireplace on the left side of the room had pictures on the mantle. I walked over to them and Gabriel stood still in his place, I felt his eyes on my back. There were pictures of me in a tuxedo, a bouquet of flowers in my hand. There was another picture of me and Gabriel standing beside eachother, Butterscotch sitting in front of us. Our fingers were tangled together, Gabriel was leaning on my shoulder. The backdrop was just grey, like a photoshoot. I laughed and looked at Gabriel who was blushing bright red.
"Really?" I questioned and he swallowed, his eyes at the ground.
"Want to see upstairs?" Gabriel said and I laughed, nodding. He walked us upstairs and I heard Castiel pacing the living room, I looked down at the living room from the balcony.
"I fucking love this place," I said and he nodded silently.
"That was kind of the point eh?" Gabriel joked, I laughed since I had never actually seen him so shy or embarrassed.
"Here's a game room," Gabriel opened the door and there was a smaller TV. There was a Wii, card table, a bar, and a foosball table.
"We should play a hand after," I said, "send Cas home and have a few drinks since you aren't interested in coming out this place. Hell, I'm not interested in leaving this place."
"Riiiight," Gabriel laughed, "we can do that."
"Great," I said and looked around aimlessly.
"Bedroom," Gabriel stated and I raised an eyebrow.
"Is that an invitation?" I joked and he rolled his eyes, I followed him into the room where Sam was sitting on the lilac colored bed, there was a large window exposing a mountain view. There was a desk in the corner with a computer, there was a little picture frame with pictures of Dean and Cas on the desk. I looked at Sam and raised an eyebrow at him, then turning to Gabriel with an amused smile.
"Can he see me?" I asked and Gabriel shook his head.
"No he can't unless I make him," Gabriel explained. I looked at the corner where there was a full walk in closet the size of the dining room, I opened the door on the other side where there was a bathroom. There was a large jacuzzi bath with jets and tons of bubble solutions, bath bombs, shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and-
"There are sex toys in your bathroom," I turned to him.
"Yeah there's some in my closet too get over it," Gabriel retorted and I laughed. There was a walk in shower and a vanity with two sinks, a large mirror, and drawers I wouldn't dare look in at this point.
"I appreciate you not commenting too much on my... home I guess," Gabriel mumbled.
"Sure thing," I smiled and looked at him, "am I allowed to question anything over a drink?"
"We'll see," Gabriel winked at me and we walked downstairs.
"Cas?" I said and saw him on the couch, "I'm gonna stay with Gabe for a little bit if you want to go hump Dean or something." Gabriel laughed and Castiel blushed.
"Gabriel will bring you back?" Castiel asked and I nodded.
"Alright," Castiel waved off and disappeared.
"So," Gabriel clapped his hands, "drinks? Poker?"
"Yup," I said and we walked back to his game room. I sat down at the table and he sat next to me, he snapped his fingers and there was a blonde, busty dealer. She didn't speak but simply smiled and dealed.
"There's that wife you mentioned," I joked and he flipped me off, "your husband is awful cute."
"I know," Gabriel purred and smirked at me, "drinks?" He snapped a drink into my hands and I smelled it, scotch. I shrugged in surprise and sipped it, it was expensive.
"Thanks," I said and we continued playing as we talked.
"So... me huh?" I chuckled and he went frozen at the comment.
"If that's what you think," Gabriel groaned.
"That's what I saw," I smiled, "raise you two."
"What'd you see though? That may just happen to be my roomate?" Gabriel said sarcastically.
"Didn't know you just casually made out with roomates," I tilted my head and peaked at the cards.
"Well when they're attractive and sweet as you like," Gabriel said, "then yes you do."
"So is he actually like me or he just looks like me?" I asked and he glared at me angrily.
"I don't know maybe you should talk to him," Gabriel grumbled.
"Can I play a game with him? All three of us," I smirked and Gabriel pouted.
"Fine," Gabriel said and snapped his fingers. Sam was sitting between me and Gabriel, Sam looked at me and then looked at Gabriel.
"What the hell?" Sam asked and I laughed.
"I'm you," I said and Gabriel shook his head.
"Just go along with it hun," Gabriel said and Sam nodded. I cringed a little but continued anyway, we played and talked about nothing really important. I realized quickly that this Sam is just a clone of me with a sweet tooth for Gabriel. He had all my same quirks and ticks down to a T, he scratched his knee and everything.
"Can I say that this is freaky?" Sam said finally and I laughed, nodding in agreement.
"Yeah but I mean we've gotta be different in some kind of way," I said and looked at his hand on Gabriel's thigh.
"Like that," I pointed toward his hand.
"Well yeah I don't share," Sam raised an eyebrow. Gabriel blushed and had a face of pure regret.
"How is it that there is another one Gabe?" He asked and turned to Gabriel, he sighed and put his hand on Sam's. I was wondering what it'd be like if that really was me, what does his skin feel like? His touch?
"I don't want to tell you if I say it out loud my world will be crushed," Gabriel explained with a laugh, "so just let it flow."
"Alright," Sam raised an eyebrow, "wouldn't want to 'crush your world'." Gabriel laughed and laid on his shoulder, something in my chest felt heavy watching it.
"Let's keep playing," I said and downed my drink. It automatically refilled, the more I drank the more wrong the room felt. I realized I was sort of jealous of the life Gabriel had, jealous of Sam. I jusy kept drinking and talking, I realized that Gabriel had created a whole world. They had gotten married and adopted the dog together, they bought and moved into this place from the bunker. They had built a life, there was a whole timeline that was fake. That can't be healthy by any means.
"It's getting late you should go Sam," Gabriel said and stood up.
"Can I sleep on the couch?" I asked and Gabriel blinked at me.
"Yeah I guess," Gabriel said.
"Can we," I motioned to the other Sam. He nodded and snapped his fingers, Sam disappearing entirely.
"Think I'm a freak yet?" Gabriel sighed and laid back in his chair, he rubbed his forehead and I watched him silently.
"No I get it actually," I swallowed, "wanting a home, wanting something else, some life that just makes you feel welcome with the people you actually care about. I get it." Gabriel opened his eyes and peeked at me a little, he chuckled in a very sad way.
"I'm realizing how fake all this is," Gabriel whispered, "just like you said. I was so happy Sam, so you come and ruin it."
"I'm sorry," I whispered back. Something in his eyes changed at my voice, he looked away and huffed.
"I'm sure you are," Gabriel looked away, "that's the reason you're here. You're always sorry when you do something, you own up to your fucking problems. Fix them, apologize. Like a good boy."
"Like a good boy?" I laughed and he laughed too, I realized he was definitely as drunk as me.
"Are you drunk?" I asked and he smiled, nodding.
"Mine is special for me to get drunk and I can't actually get sober unless I sleep it off," Gabriel explained and swirled his glass, "if you drank it you'd die. It's beyond what my grace can heal."
"Huh," I nodded, "there's so many things I'd love for you to explain to me."
"About?" Gabriel lifted his head up and sat up.
"He's just like me Gabriel," I said, "to a T. Same ticks same everything. I'm not supposed to be a little... Flattered?"
"Ha," Gabriel barked and snarled his lip at me, "it's not like you could ignore it for so long."
"And you guys have a whole history," I said amazed, "married, the dog, moving houses, and just... it's a whole life you've built with essentially me. You're just like an old married couple, speaking of old times to a new friend or something. I've never experienced something so bizzare."
"Do you like it?" Gabriel turned to me, I squinted at him in confusion.
"What'd you mean?" I asked and he laughed to himself.
"You know angels can feel a sense of longing from a person," Gabriel licked his lips, "they can detect certain lusts and things." I swallowed and looked at him innocently, trying to make my features look confused.
"Whether you're jealous about having a life like me or jealous of," Gabriel cleared his throat, "the other Sam I'm not sure. But I'm positive there's something here you really like."
"This house is amazing," I said, "the view is amazing I love the mountains. And yeah I've wanted to be married and stuff but it's too late now."
"It's the life," Gabriel mumbled to himself.
"Not entirely," I whispered but I don't think he heard me.
"You want to sleep?" Gabriel asked and I shrugged.
"One more game," I said and he nodded. We played, a very uncomfortable silence filling the room.
"Gabriel," I said, "let me sleep with you."
"What?!" Gabriel snapped and looked at me, I stared into his eyes and made sure my face was serious despire my drunken state.
"You heard me," I said and he blinked but stared into my eyes while I stared into his.
"I'm not sure what you mean by 'sleep with me'," Gabriel said quietly.
"I'm not even sure what I mean Gabriel," I shook my head and swallowed. His mouth fell open slightly and I smiled, motioning my head to leave the room.
"Let's go," I whispered and he took a breath. He stood up and we walked to the room, silent. We both sat at the head of the bed, he laid down on my shoulder and closed his eyes.
"I'm drunk enough to where I keep forgetting you're not my clone," Gabriel whispered.
"Pretend I'm your clone," I said, "it'll make it a lot easier on you."
"I'm not sure what that means but I'm all for it," Gabriel joked and I laughed. I took a deep breath and laid my head on his, we stayed this way in silence.
"Gabriel you gonna let me do this?" I asked quietly, "actually let me do this?"
"If you want to," Gabriel answered. I smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of his head.
"I missed you," I whispered.
"I obviously didn't," he joked.
"I think you did but you found a scary coping skill," I laughed and he chuckled.
"I don't know," Gabriel looked at the table beside the bed.
"Don't be nervous," I said and lifted my head. I pulled his head up with my fingers under his chin and I closed the space between us, I left my fingers under his chin as I kissed him. He kissed back as if it weren't his first time, it technically wasn't. The rest of the night was blurry, strange, and wonderful.
Gabriel had a beautiful vessel, he was also very gentle when it came down to what happened. I assumed that when he had his other 'lovers' that he wasn't like this, smooth and sweet but still teasing and pleasureable. We moved in a synchronized way, things seemed to just click when we were together.
I don't remember falling asleep but I remember waking up, Gabriel curled on my chest. One of my legs was thrown over both of his so we were tangled, our hands were joined together on my stomach and I had no clothes on. Neither did he, I watched him sleep for a moment before closing my eyes again.
My heartbeat started to pick up speed, I've gotta think of an excuse to tell Dean. What if Gabriel doesn't actually like me, he just likes the fake me and I'm a mere nothing compared to that?
"Sam your heartbeat is insane," Gabriel yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"S-sorry," I said and sat up. We untangled and I let go of his hand, he looked up at me from his laying position. He started laughing and turned away from me, I squinted at him in confusion.
"What's so funny?" I asked and he looked back at me, his eyes full of tears.
"I know why you slept with me," Gabriel pointed at me, "you and Castiel saw all this and found some fucked up way to get me to help you guys with something."
"What?" I questioned.
"You guys want to use me," Gabriel's vocie cracked with emotion, "you want me to think you like me so that I can go back with you. You have something you'll want me to do and then you'll dump me, everyone just uses me I'm just nothing. So fucking tired of it, I'm- you should go."
"Gabriel it's not like that," I shook my head, "don't think like that please." I leaned down and used my thumb to wipe tears from his cheeks.
"Don't even fucking pretend Sam," Gabriel growled at me, "leave it alone. If you want to use me just tell me what you need me to do, I'll do it just don't play games with me."
"I have nothing for you to do," I stressed, "I just wanted to apologize and then it... got out of hand I guess. I'm sorry if I overstepped Gabe, I just got caught up in how happy you were here." In my head, I didn't dare say out loud, that I'd be a part of this. I thought maybe I could be happy here, our conversations just made me realize how much we had in common in every way. I've admitted my love for him before he left the bunker after killing Asmodeous, then again when we were in the Apocalypse world. I understood him, I wanted to be close to him, and I wanted to help him through everything. I wanted to just hold him and stroke his hair, make him okay again. I hate seeing his face so upset, I've always seen some sort of sadness or pain in his eyes accept for today. Except for watching him in the kitchen, it was like a torch was lit behind his eyes. It was new to see and I wanted to be able to relight it but I want it to be real, I want him to be able to be happy like that but have it be caused by something real. Being here proves I could do it in some way.
"Sam I really have a hard time trusting you," Gabriel said, "I really just have a hard time trusting everyone. I'm tired of being used and so I run away."
"Gabriel you can trust me," I urged, "I tried to heal you, I've admitted some kind of love to you three times now, and I've tried to get you to stay with me."
"Why Sam?" Gabriel asked, "if there's not a reason then what're you doing?"
"I have a reason," I said, "I feel so much satisfaction seeing you happy, I can understand everything you deal with, I want to be able to bring that light behind your eyes that I saw yesterday. I've never seen that before."
"Sam I don't understand," Gabriel groaned, "I really don't."
"I love you that's all you need to understand," I said and tucked some hair behind his ear. I leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, I dragged it out just in case it was the last time. I fluttered my eyes back open to see his reaction and he was crying, not sobbing but tears fell from his eyes. I sighed and rested my forehead against his.
"I'm sorry Gabriel," I whispered and he shoved me.
"You're making me cry fuck you," Gabriel curled up and turned away. I exhaled and put a hand in his back, rubbing it gently.
"This has nothing to do with me," I said, "this has to do with you. I don't think of you the way you think yourself."
"Everyone thinks of me the same," he said.
"Except for me," I brought a hand to his hair and ran my fingers through it, "if I didn't care I wouldn't have done half the things I've done for you. I wouldn't have had sex with you if I didn't want to show you I cared or that I loved you. Could you please just let me in, maybe come with me? Even if it's just for a day, just a day with me at the bunker. It's all I could ask for Gabriel, I want to prove to you that I'm not like everyone else." Gabriel was silent, not looking at me and just breathing. I put a hand on his shoulder and just rubbed it, trying to soothe him.
"I will," Gabriel said, "I'll go with you and I'll take your word for it."
"How mad are you that I came here?" I asked and he didn't wait a beat to answer.
"Absolutely furious," Gabriel grumbled, "but I know it's for the best if you're right about being trust worthy."
"But you'll still come with me?" I questioned and he met my eyes, nodding with a small smile.
"Yeah I'm giving you a chance you deserve it," Gabriel laughed and closed his eyes. He tucked one of his arms under his head and relaxed there, I watched him silently.
"You're staring aren't you?" Gabriel mumbled without opening his eyes.
"Why wouldn't I?" I asked and he smiled a little.
"Aren't you sweet," Gabriel yawned.
"Was I not before?" I asked and he shrugged, his eyes still closed.
"Better get back huh?" Gabriel asked and I sighed.
"I don't want to," I said and ran my hand along silk sheets, "it's nice here."
"Dean is already losing his mind," Gabriel said matter-of-factly, "he's had Castiel pray to me."
"Then we should go," I said and stood up. I pulled boxers and pants on, Gabriel not moving from the bed. He was watching me but his eyes were dark, I wanted to ask but I couldn't bring myself to. I pulled my shirt on and searched for my flannel.
"Where's my?" I looked at Gabriel who was sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but my flannel.
"Dude," I laughed and he smiled widely.
"Can I have it?" He frowned and I laughed, something about him wearing my shirt did make me happy.
"Yeah," I smiled and threw his boxers at him. I tossed his jeans to him too, he pulled his clothes on and buttoned the flannel. He stood up, the sleeves going past his hands and he tucked it into his pants to help with the length. I walked over and helped him fix the shirt to be reasonable, I rolled the sleeves up and he watched me.
"Better?" I asked and he rolled his eyes.
"Thanks mom," Gabriel said and suddenly hugged me. I faltered a little before hugging him back.
"I'M sorry," Gabriel said, "I never meant to be so bad to you."
"Did you just-"
"Yes I did," Gabriel laughed, "you know all my apologizes for what I've done. And I shouldn't have snapped at you earlier."
"You know that stuff you said to me about Jess," I swallowed, "it really stuck with me."
"You caught that?" Gabriel chuckled and I nodded.
"'It's not your fault she died on that table'," I quoted, "'you're afraid to love' all of it Gabriel. I had to play dumb because it fucking hurt."
"I've been teaching you both lessons through all of this stuff," Gabriel said, "there's just another one."
"Thank you," I said, "I'll listen to you more often."
"Good because I'll start punishing you for not listening," Gabriel flirted and pressed his palm to my chest.
"Already making plans for the future I'm swooning," I joked and he smiled.
"You're an ass," Gabriel laughed.
"And you're not?" I raised an eyebrow.
"I have no comeback for that," he said and I smirked. He kissed my neck gently and when he pulled away we were in the bunker's library.
"Did you just teleport me by kissing me?" I furrowed my eyebrows and he nodded, he pressed another kiss to my clothed chest.
"Everyone's asleep still," Gabriel whispered and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
"Didn't we just get dressed?" I laughed and he hummed in faux thought.
"Something like that," Gabriel whispered and tangled a hand in my hair. He pulled me down to his lips, I put my hands on his hips and pulled his body closer to me.
"It's been literal hours since the last time," I said.
"Are you complaining?" Gabriel raised an eyebrow.
"Not at all," I laughed and connected our lips more playfully. I unbuttoned his -my- shirt and balled it in my hand, placing it on the table next to us. I put my hands on his ass and brought him closer to me, he moaned and slid his leg between mine. I pulled away from his lips with an obscene smack and I bit at his jaw, I ran my fingers through his hair while sucking at his neck. He whined and fisted the back of my shirt, he pulled at it impatiently.
"Sam come on," Gabriel whined and I moved away. He pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it aside, he unbuttoned the top of my pants and reconnected our lips. I slipped my tongue between his lips and he opened his mouth, moving closer to me which was seemingly impossible at our distance.
"Sam, you back?" Dean's voice yelled through the bunker.
"Fuck," I cursed and pulled my shirt over my head. Gabriel pulled my flannel over his shoulder, not wasting time buttoning it. He grabbed a book and held it over his erection, Dean came into the library due to the sounds of us crashing things around.
"Hey Gabriel," Dean cocked his head to the side, "what's the deal?"
"We were um," Gabriel tried and balanced himself on the table with his other hand holding the book, "reading! The archives are crowded we got knocked around?" I laughed and looked at Dean, who was clearly unconvinced.
"That's why Sam's pants are unbuttoned and you're wearing his flannel," Dean crossed his arms, "and he didn't come home last night."
"We did a lot of reading," I shrugged sarcastically and Gabriel threw his head back laughing.
"Take it to your room at the very least," Dean said.
"We did last night," I crossed my arms.
"You fucked literal hours ago and then just did it again," Dean was cross.
"Tried to," Gabriel muttered and I giggled.
"Clean yourselves up," Dean walked out and I turned to Gabriel. It took me a second before I burst out laughing, my stomach cramping and tears pouring from my eyes. Gabriel started laughing with me, we finally caught our breath. I walked over to Gabriel and wrapped my arm behind his back, I dipped him down and he yelped. I smirked at him and he giggled, I pressed a kiss to his lips and he continued to chuckle. He tangled a hand in my hair, I pulled away and he stroked my hair back in place.
"You love me?" I asked and he kept giggling in my arms.
"I love you," he sighed contently.