Heavenly Brews

Chapter Fifteen

Again not edited sorry :(

Sam’s POV

I wake before Gabriel, who shifted at some point in the night and is hiding his face in the crook of his arm. Tugging him closer I smile because I want to kiss him, and now I can. Leaning over to do so, I press gentle kisses to his neck until he whines and stirs, then tries to curl into a ball. In the process he bangs his knee against the dash and in reaction to that he groans and flails, looking around in confusion. Spotting me, he grins as he rubs his knee and sits up. I do the same, smirking as he glares at the dash.

“Oh shut up,” he mumbles.

“I didn’t even say anything!”

“You were smiling,” he huffs, and frankly I can’t take him seriously because when he pouts he’s cute.

“So?”

“So you were going to say something,” he stretches and looks out the window to the grey sky.

Giving up, I kiss him good morning and he freezes in surprise before responding. When he pulls away he smirks, “Skipping the part where I bruised my knee, this has been a wonderful way to wake up.”

I agree and pull the blanket off, wrapping it around Gabriel. At his confusion I peck his cheek and try turning the truck on. It splutters then dies while Gabriel scoots over and leans on my shoulder. Trying again, I let out a sigh of relief when the old Ford hesitantly comes to life and stays, even though it’s on the verge of dying. People say old cars run on faith, and if you hope enough they’ll go when you really need them to. Perhaps they’re right, but for now I’m just glad we can go home.

The drive back seems shorter in the grey daylight, but neither of us care that we spent the night in the truck. If we hadn’t, I probably wouldn’t be able to kiss him right now. When I pull up to his place, Gabe’s asleep so I run up to his apartment and use a trick Dean taught me to unlock the door. Hooch greets me and sniffs at the door looking for Gabriel. When I feed him, Hooch seems to forget the absence of his owner as he devours the kibble. Hovering in the kitchen as Hooch licks the bowl, I decide Gabe can just borrow some of my clothes because I don’t want to rummage around in his room seeing as we’ve only been dating since last night.

Grabbing Hooch, I carry him downstairs and set him in the grass as it starts to snow. He sniffs in displeasure at the falling flakes, and sneezes when one goes in his nose. I laugh as he keeps sneezing, and when he’s done going to the bathroom I pick him up and put him in the seat next to Gabriel. As I drive to my apartment, Hooch crawls over his sleeping owner into my lap, staring out the window intently. When I park in front of my building, Gabriel stirs and sits up. He looks around as Hooch hops over and licks his chin.

“I got Hooch so he could play with Bones at my place,” I explain as he nods.

We get out of the truck, Hooch standing on the ground next to us, glaring at the snow for all he’s worth. Gabriel smiles at me and asks to be carried. I bend down and he hops on my back, yawning in my ear and tucking his face against my neck. Hooch follows us inside and a friend of mine, who lives two floors down, opens the door for me as he leaves. Chuck smiles at me and raises an eyebrow at Gabriel but I just make a I’ll–tell–you–later face. He nods and I carry Gabriel up to my apartment.

Inside I set him on the couch and take Bones to go outside. Bones likes the snow more than Hooch, and when we go back upstairs he has it all over himself. I feed Bones, Hooch watching with an expression of longing so I toss him a treat. The two of them run off, and I go change clothes and find a pair of sweat pants and a shirt for Gabriel. Debating, I grab a pair of boxers and hope he doesn’t find it awkward. Walking back into the room, I see him mostly awake and grinning at Bones and Hooch who are in play-bows on the floor.