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Gabriel.
That name brought a smile to Sam’s face every time. He loved that archangel, from the moment he met him in college at Stanford and the trickster was posing as a janitor. They clicked more than Sam had with anyone, yes he clicked with dean, but he never really felt understood. Not like he did with Gabriel.
The way Gabe’s eyes would look at Sam, like he was the most precious thing on earth. The way he would listen when Sam talked and ranted about something he felt passionate about without throwing in digs about how much he sounded like a girl. At least that's what he thinks he sees when he looks at Gabriel. But he has to be honest with himself and that it’s just his imagination making things up because there is no way someone like Gabriel, someone so powerful, funny and downright gorgeous could feel the same way about him. Someone who is broken, tainted and evil.
Someone who’s an abomination
And that’s why Sam’s sitting in his room at the bunker with a confused archangel sitting across from him, a lollipop between his lips. “What can I do for you Samshine?” Gabriel asked, raising his eyebrow, he studied the hunter in front of him from how defeated he looked but the glint of hope still shining through his ever changing eyes is what the trickster really adored about the human.
The human he loved
Gabriel had loved Sam since he met the man in college and took the time to talk to him. He made Gabe laugh, more than anyone ever had, not only that but he understood the archangel. Never pushed for answers when the sugar addict didn’t want to talk but would stay with him telling him random facts taking Gabe’s worries away without even knowing.
They became that close that Sam had started inviting Gabe back to his dingy little apartment and had even given him the spare key. From then on the Archangel/janitor would randomly pop in and out, sometimes staying as long as he pleased, neither of the two minded as they enjoyed each other's company.
And for that reason looking at the hunter in front of him he knew he wasn’t gonna like what Sam was gonna ask of him.
Sam blew out a breath, he didn’t know why this was making him nervous. Maybe he was hoping that Gabe would try and stop him, but he knew that, that was just wishful thinking. He looked up to the archangel “i need you to kill me” the way he said it was so resigned that it shattered Gabriel's heart, his Samshine wants him to kill him.
Suddenly he was filled with anger, he stood up from his chair like it had just tried to smite him and stalked over to the brown haired man and grabbed his collar “i think i misheard you Samalam. You didn’t just ask me to kill you, did you?” he growled but his broken tone of voice and trembling hands gave away his true feelings which confused Sam.
Why did Gabriel seem so hurt?
Sam looked into the trickster's eyes “yes i did, look lucifer needs his vessel and he can’t have it if i’m dead. Gabe, I need to do this. Dean will be safe, the world will be safe. You will be safe. Besides no one needs me here, don’t you see it would be better this way” he stressed trying to get Gabe to understand and see how much better it would be if he wasn’t here less collateral damage.
Before he could blink a pair of soft silky lips crashed against his, sending him down onto his back with the archangel straddling his hips. His hands automatically went to Gabriel's waist as he kissed back. his brain went blank as all he could feel was the demanding presence of the angel on his body, this was better than what Sam had ever imagined. However it ended just as quickly as it began when Gabriel pulled back only slightly just to whisper against Sam’s lips
“I need you, because i love you”
Sam’s breath caught in his throat at the confession about to tell Gabriel that it was impossible because of how tainted he was but the archangel continued “we’ll figure something out Samshine i promise, but i need you here with me, where i can kiss you and know your mine. I've waited so long for this” and with that Sam leaned up and kissed him softly before whispering back
“I love you too, ol boaluahe” (my love)
Gabriel’s eyes went wide at the use of enochian in Sam's confession “wha- where?” he asked and Sam smiled softly “you used to call me that when i was in college, i didn’t know what it meant till i asked Cas and he told me. At first i thought it was just one of your games, but now i know you meant it”
The trickster couldn’t speak so he kissed Sam again. And Sam, well if being alive meant he could finally have his archangel, well then he’d fight lucifer tooth and nail to keep him safe.