Sabriel One Shots

Two Stories In One Chapter

"Gabe look," Sam whispered and pointed to Dean staring at Castiel. And Castiel staring back, I saw Dean lick his lips and we laughed which knocked them from their trance. Dean was bandaging Castiel after he'd fallen and scraped from his knee down his shin.

"What's so funny?" Dean snapped and I leaned onto Sam for support because I was laughing so hard, I relished in the feeling of his stupidly broad shoulders.

"Nothing," I wiped my face to fix my expression, "are you alright Cassie?"

"Yes," Castiel looked down at his dressing.

"Go get some rest Cas," Dean said and clapped his hand on Castiel's shoulder. I looked at Sam and we both giggled, earning threatening glances from Dean for it, as he wrapped an arm around Castiel's waist to take him to his room.

"They're so stupid," Sam shook his head, "if you're that in love with someone for that long, why not just tell them?" I kind of glanced at him for a moment before nodding.

"Yeah they're idiots," I agreed unconvincingly, "I'd definitely tell them if I was in love with someone so much."

"Exactly," Sam said much quieter. There was a silence that hung in the air, a little awkward but that made it speak.

"You know how stupid we look," Sam laughed and I blushed a little.

"Terribly ironic eh?" I joked and he looked down at his feet, of course, if we both act shy nothing's gonna go anywhere so I guess I'll go big or go home.

"Can I kiss you?" I asked, his eyes lit up bright much to my surprise and delight. 

"Y-yeah," he smiled slightly and I watched him sort of lean down to reach me. I laughed before wrapping a hand around his neck and he wrapped an arm around my waist, everything started gentle but things picked up quickly. Sam bit my lip and slipped his tongue into my mouth, I moaned deep in my chest. This is a little quick right?

"Sam wait," I pushed him away from me a little. He kissed my neck once and I held back a low growl awaiting in my throat.

"It's a little fast right, I'm all up for sex no question but I don't want this to be... you know?" I explained poorly, he shook his head and nodded quickly.

"You're right sorry," Sam cleared his throat and adjusted his shirt from where I'd pawed at it slightly. I smiled slightly and smoothed down his hair, he smiled back with a pink color dusting his features.

"Can I still kiss you?" He asked and I smiled, we reconnected our lips and I grabbed his hand while my other sat flat on his chest. He wrapped his fingers around mine and wrapped his other hand around the top of my arm, I slowly guided him toward the couch until his knees hit the back.

"Not trying to fuck you we just have a height difference and your neck might cramp less if we're this way," I said and pointed at his neck and he chuckled.

"Right," he joked and we sat on the couch. I laid him down and I sprawled over him and he smiled up at me sarcastically, I rolled my eyes and he laughed.

"Such an asshole," I mumbled and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

"Here I was thinking you might've liked me a little," he whispered and I kissed him again.

"You've got me all wrong kiddo," I said and we laughed before kissing again. Soft, sweet, longing, lingering, gentle... however you choose to describe it, it was just stupidly amourous and caring.

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unrelated to the story above, i wanted to write dis cute lil thing as well but it is dean and sam fluffy non incesty shit 

so enjoy

I was sitting in the hotel room on one of the beds in boredom, I wasn't allowed to another hunt with Dean and Dad. I was 18 in a month, why am I so overprotected? It didn't matter because I could do what I wanted here, I could walk wherever and I had money so I was set for as long as they were gone. I skimmed through the contents of my bag before deciding I was just going to go out, I grabbed my money and shoved it into my pocket before locking the door and shoving the key in too. I walked with my hands in my pockets, looking around for something to do around here. 

The area was a little touristy so there were plenty of restaurants and people around, I strolled rather lazily around the sidewalk since nothing seemed to peak my interest.

"Hey I like your shirt," someone said and I looked up. A shorter man with a bright smile with a gap in his front teeth was standing there, he was probably around my age. 

"Oh thanks," I smiled politely. 

"You uh- go to school around here?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Not around here we're here for my dad's job," I answered.

"Oh that's a shame," he flirted, "I'd hoped I'd get to see your face again." I blushed and chuckled, rolling my hands in my pockets.

"We move a lot so I don't get to see a lot of familiar faces," I shrugged and he nodded. His blonde hair glistened in the sunlight, he was actually very attractive. He was wearing a white t-shirt and khaki cargo shorts, plus he was tan as the bronze gods.

"I noticed your bracelet and assumed you were gay," he cleared his throat and rocked on his heels, "was that wrong of me?"

"No I'm just in the closet," I smiled and pushed some of my hair from my face, "hate to cut it short but I've gotta get going."

"I get it," he smiled and gave me half a wave, "have a good life. Maybe our paths will cross another day."

"Sure," I chuckled and started back toward the hotel. I'd been out of the place for about 2 hours they had to have gotten back by now, I was right when I saw Dad in the trunk of the car. I walked into the hotel room to see Dean zipping my bag up quickly and shoving it into the corner, he gave me a look I couldn't quite read. He looked angry but that wasn't it.

"Sam you've gotta keep your bag tucked away Dad could've totally saw your porn," Dean whispered and I paled.

"I- I uh-um," I bit my lower lip. Dean put a gentle hand on my shoulder and I met his eyes, they were very soft and it seemed unfamiliar in character for Dean.

"Don't worry I don't care if you're gay alright?" Dean said and smiled slightly, I smiled back and nodded before Dean encased me in a hug. I buried my face into his shoulder and sighed, he ran his hands over my back.

"Just keep it to yourself a little better," Dean joked and I laughed, "no one wants to come out this way. Wait until it's the right time."

"Thank you Dean," I wavered as my voice cracked with emotion.

"No problem Sammy."