Heavenly Brews

Chapter Nineteen

Sam’s POV

I wake up shortly after the sunrise and try to go back to sleep. After laying still for a few moments I give up and shift so I can look at Gabriel. He’s curled on his side facing me and had been tucked under my chin. Stirring in the loss of warmth, he scoots closer to me and makes a whining noise. Smiling, I stroke his hair and lightly trail my fingertips over his arm and side. He sleepily protests and turns over, curling into a ball. I wait and try not to laugh as he mutters nonsense and tries to wrap the sheet up past his head.

“Wake up you turtle,” I whisper and kiss where I think his forehead is under the sheet.

Gabe stirs again and pokes his head out from under the sheet. A bleary eye tries to glare at me and he mumbles incoherently while he wraps his arms and leg around me in a tired attempt to keep me still and use me as a pillow. When his head has settled on my chest I give up and rub his back as he sleeps.

When he stirs again a couple hours later, I can hear Cas, Bobby, and Dean in the kitchen. Gabriel blinks in the mid-morning light and I greet him.

“Hello sleeping beauty,” I smirk.

“Too early. Just woke. Don’t be ass,” he groans and stretches.

I laugh and get up, dragging the sheets away from him. He shivers and gets up to go through my bag, pulling out a sweatshirt and putting it on. Once he decides it’s warm enough, Gabe pecks me on the cheek and goes down the stairs as I follow.

Dean is whistling as he flips pancakes, Castiel is staring seriously at a crossword puzzle, and Bobby is pouring mugs of coffee. Gabe takes one wordlessly and slumps into a seat. Cas rolls his eyes at his brother while Dean starts making another batch of pancakes. Bobby hands me coffee and I grab plates for everyone.

As Gabe adds several spoonfuls of sugar to his coffee, Cas asks for help on the crossword puzzle, then writes a word before he finishes his question. Dean brings over a large stack of pancakes as he and bobby take their seats. We eat quietly, talking between mouthfuls. Gabriel slowly joins the conversation as he wakes up, still resting his chin on the palm of his hand. He eats more pancakes than I’d give him credit for, and Dean seems to respect that as they end up nearly eating more food than Bobby, Cas and I together.

Bobby leaves the table first, with the claim that he has work to do but a few moments later I hear the TV. Cas and Dean leave next, Cas in search of his book that Dean hid and Dean following to make sure he doesn’t find it. By the time they’ve gone Gabriel is awake and looking around the kitchen. I notice him studying the few decorations with a strange look on his face.

“What?”

He shakes his head and smiles, “Nothing. It’s just been a few years since I’ve had an actual Christmas, with decorations and people. Balthazar is more of a New Years’ bar hopper type.”

I rest my hand on his and nearly flinch, “Your hand is cold,” He shrugs so I take both of his in mine and try to warm them as I speak, “I want this to be your favorite holiday break.”

He beams, “It already is. My hands are still cold by the way, maybe I just run cold. Or you’re abnormally warm-blooded.”

“This better?” I take his hands before he can react and sit on them.

He tries to pull his hands away and ends up with his face on my thighs, “Stop it Samsquatch I need those to eat!”

I eat some of his pancakes and he glares before biting my leg. “Ow! What the hell Gabe?”

“Don’t take food from me in the morning. Especially sugary food,” he shrugs and dramatically inspects his freed hands before eating the remains of his breakfast. I can hear Dean laughing, and wonder if Cas has asked some obvious question in that serious way of his.