Sam Winchester (
fromfryingpantofire) wrote2014-02-05 01:05 pm
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All I need is a miracle/All I need is you
Things had been going well lately. Hunts just seemed to fall into their laps, the book Sam needed at the library had just been handed in or just been reshelved, the sheriff or local law looking the other direction when they needed to get to a cemetery for a salt and burn. It had been going really, really well.
It should have occurred to Sam that things were going a little TOO well, honestly. But he didn't even think about it until a knife that should have had his name on it simply ricocheted off his chest, as though he had some forcefield up around him.
Later that night, Sam pulled his overshirt off at the hotel, looking at the spot where the knife had definitely started to pierce the fabric. "Okay. There's definitely something weird going on here."
It should have occurred to Sam that things were going a little TOO well, honestly. But he didn't even think about it until a knife that should have had his name on it simply ricocheted off his chest, as though he had some forcefield up around him.
Later that night, Sam pulled his overshirt off at the hotel, looking at the spot where the knife had definitely started to pierce the fabric. "Okay. There's definitely something weird going on here."
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He sighs, sitting back and staring at his beer. "What do we do now?" he repeats, then shakes his head. "I don't know. But...I've got a couple of days unless a hunt comes up. I'd suggest we start with actually getting to know each other?"
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Getting to know one another. It's terrifying, really. The potential is there and it's enough to send his pulse skittering out of control all over again and he's not sure if it's hope or fear this time. So Gabriel offers him a smile. "Sure. We can do that."
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Also? He'd really like Sam to kiss him.
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He snorts, putting his beer down and reaching for Gabriel. "You should know about me and good ideas." Because Sam has rarely ever managed to follow one.
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And if his heart is hammering so hard in his chest he's sure Sam can hear it, Gabriel could care less as he closes the distance between them and Sam finally kisses him.
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He wraps his arms around Gabriel, holding him close as he tilts his head to slot their lips together better. It felt...really, it felt good. Felt right. Maybe that's just the Grace surrounding him reacting to it's proper owner, but it still feels like he's where he belongs.
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So it’s no surprise that his first kiss as a human completely bowls him over. Sam wraps him up close and he can still distantly feel the hum of power surrounding him, protecting him. Then his lips are on his, dry and warm and it’s perfect. Completely perfect.
So maybe he should have said something earlier. But this? It was worth waiting for. Sam was worth waiting for.
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His hand slides up Gabriel's back, cupping his head to support it since the height difference makes it harder on the shorter man. And it allows him to sink his fingers into Gabriel's hair, which might be something he's thought about before as well.
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But Sam is here, with his arms around him and fingers sifting through his hair in all the right ways and that's enough of a start for him.
When the need for air finally drives them to break the kiss, Gabriel smiles up at him, "This breathing thing can be kinda inconvenient."
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He tips his head up slightly, pressing a kiss to Gabriel's forehead. "So. I think that went pretty well, really."
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"Are you kidding? My first kiss as a human ranks a bit higher than pretty well, kiddo." Gabriel tucks his head under his chin, simply basking in the closeness.
"Kinda hoping the second and third ones are just as awesome."
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"You wanna head inside? I can leave the mutts out here, let them run themselves into the ground for awhile." Because they still needed to talk and it might be easier without the furry distractions.
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Slowly he untangles himself from Sam's arms, taking his hand. "Let's head inside. Couch should be more than comfy enough."
"Be good guys."
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