Title: Of Brothers & Lovers
Pairings: Dean/Cas, Sam/Gabriel, Adam/Ruby & Others
Disclaimer: Don't own.
Summary: When his brother Adam's girlfriend ends up being sister to the man Dean basically stalks, Dean knows this must be a sign. Now that he has an excuse to be near Castiel things could be perfect if not for Gabriel & Sam, who just won't go away.
Warning: SLASH. Don't like? DON'T READ.
When Gabriel arrived at Cas' apartment at three o'clock in the morning with two suitcases and a black eye, Cas hadn't even bothered asking, just stepped out of the way and let his brother in. When Cas had awoken he'd found Gabriel sitting on the ground in the living room watching cartoons, eating cereal, black eye even blacker with a purple sheen. He'd grabbed his own bowl of cereal and joined his brother on the floor, the two eating in silence and watching the cartoons, until finally Gabriel admitted that Madison had kicked him out of the apartment and told him to get his brothers to come and get the rest of his things.
Madison and Gabriel had fought before, he'd even moved out a time or two, but there was a sense of finality now that hadn't been there before.
And truthfully, ever since Sam had snuck onto the scene, Cas had been expecting this.
The lawyer might have been trying to be discreet with the fact that he was obviously fascinated with Gabriel, but Sam was also quite persistent in his advances. He spent every evening at the store talking with Gabriel, buying his sweets as an excuse to keep coming around now that Castiel was doing fine on his manuscript and didn't inspiration anymore. Actually, it was watching Gabe and Sam interact what was inspiring Castiel so much right now, and he'd known that he hadn't created the attraction his characters had.
Cas wondered if Dean realized that his little brother was into Gabe.
He also wondered what the Winchester's stand on homosexuality was.
The Novaks might have been from deeply religious origins, but his brothers and sisters knew of Castiel's sexuality and accepted him fully. The only time they ever disapproved of him was when he'd been with Luthor, and it was because they hadn't like the other man. Michael had informed Castiel, more than once, that he needed to set an example for their sisters and find 'a good, ambitious man' to settle down with.
He'd even reminded Castiel that gay marriage was allowed now.
Cas sighed, leaning his head back.
"You know what's the worse part of this?" Gabriel asked, turning to his brother. "Madison's the person I've been with for the longest time, and I've been completely monogamous for the first time ever in a relationship."
Cas listened, knowing that Gabriel needed to get this off of his chest.
"And it's not that I haven't been tempted." Gabe felt the need to clear. "I've been tempted a lot, but I was listening to Michael, trying to settle down, be a family man."
Cas couldn't see Gabriel as a family man.
"And I loved her, you know, in my own way. But I was...relieved...when she told me to leave. How fucked up is that?" Gabriel wanted to know, shaking his head. "I was happy to pack those damned suitcases and get out of that apartment."
"How much does Sam factor in all of this?" Cas felt the need to ask, hugging his knees to his chest.
Gabe frowned. "I should have known you'd notice."
"He kissed me, when he was drunk. But it was only one kiss and it only lasted for a couple of seconds." Gabriel admitted. "I've never been kissed by a guy before...it was awkward." He laughed. "Very awkward, and his breath reeked of alcohol." His laughter turned evil. "And then, when he pulled away, he vomited."
Cas watched him. "You really like him."
Gabe sent him a sideways glance. "I might have called Madison 'Sam' last night when I came."
Cas winced. "Thus the black eye."
"Thus the black eye." Gabriel nodded, sighing. "I don't get it. I used to be so smooth before. I never would have let myself make such an amateurish mistake. I'm not saying I used a lot of fantasies while with Madison because, hello, have you seen her in her bathing suit? That girl is gorgeous! But..." Gabriel sighed once more, running his hand over his head. "I think I let myself get too carried away by the fantasy of Sam handcuffed and naked, only wearing socks and arching up towards me begging me to fuck his tight, virgin-."
"Gabe!" Cas nearly screamed, reaching forwards and pressing his hand to Gabe's mouth. "I get it! I, don't, need, visuals!"
Gabriel's eyes were twinkling with evil amusement.
Cas was wary to take his hands away but did so anyway.
"So, Cas, what fantasies do you have? Concerning Dean of course." Gabriel asked, causing his brother to turn beet red. "You know, I never asked, do you pitch or receive?" He looked him over. "You could pass for either."
"Gabriel enough." Cas growled, embarrassed. "I admit that I find Dean Winchester very attractive, but there is no evidence that he is anything but a raging heterosexual and I-."
"Are you joking?" Gabe gasped. "Cas you oblivious bastard! I thought you were stringing him along because you were a cocktease! You let me down so bad you have no idea!"
"What are you talking about?" Cas frowned, confused and feeling a little insulted. He was not a cocktease.
"Bro, that guy is gagging for it!" Gabriel exclaimed in horror. "Everyone can see it! It's a tale as old as time! You spin him right round baby right round! He wants to put a ring on it! You're his peaches and cream! His hips don't lie!"
Cas blinked, utterly confused as he eyed his brother. "Aren't those...songs?"
Gabriel palmed his face. "Are you telling me that you truthfully weren't clued in to the fact that he's been after your ass this whole time?"
Cas felt his heart skip a beat as he saw the seriousness in his brother's eyes. "You really think...that Dean is...interested...in me?"
"Cas." Gabe sighed, shaking his head. "The guy spends all his free time with you, and when he doesn't he's texting and emailing you. Constantly. All friggin day! He's been over here and you've been over at his place. You two basically had a date at his the other night. Movie, drinks, conversation? That's a date!"
Cas, who'd been about to deny such date, closed his mouth, eyes narrowing slightly.
"He was pissed when I brought Sam over." Gabriel chuckled at the memory. "Because his alone time with you had been interrupted."
Cas blinked. "You might...he might..." he ran his hand over his hair. "You mightn't be completely deluded."
"How is it that you noticed the whole Sam thing when you couldn't see the whole Dean thing happening right before your face?" Gabriel wanted to know in exasperation.
Cas was saved from having to answer that, by his phone ringing.
Reaching for it, he smiled when he saw a text from Dean.
"Oh god, it's started." Gabe despaired, leaning his head back on the sofa behind him.
Ignoring his older brother, Cas opened the text.
Cas thought Dean's question about ignoring him hysterical considering that it was early morning and he'd last talked to Dean on skype last night around two thirty.
Cas raised an eyebrow and texted back.
"Where are you going?" Gabriel asked, looking up as Cas stood and headed towards his laptop.
"Apparently Dean sent me an email that's life or death in importance." Cas chuckled, sitting down and lifting the lid.
"You two are like high school girls." Gabriel bemoaned. "What could be life or death at this time of the morning?"
"I don't know, something about Sam being in a bad mood." Cas sent his brother a look. "Did you do something to him?"
Gabriel smirked. "I think the fact he's in a huff is because I haven't
done something to him."
Cas' brain was going to have to be scrubbed.
He entered his gmail account and opened Dean's email, the subject line stating: Brothers Are Stupid.
Cas couldn't agree more.
"So?" Gabriel asked from where he'd finally gotten up from the ground. "He say what's got Sammy's panties in a bunch?"
Cas nodded, a teasing smile tilting his lips. "Dean doesn't seem to realize it, but Sam's jealous."
Gabe's face when dark. "Of Dean?"
For a moment Cas didn't understand, and then he laughed. "No. Of Madison."
That dark tempest quelled immediately and Gabe smirked. "Well of course he is."
He then began to hum "Milkshake" as he headed towards the bathroom.
Shaking his head, Cas replied to Dean's email.
Sending the email, he leaned back and surveyed the popup that happily proclaimed that his message had been sent.
"His hips don't lie, huh?" Cas murmured, grinning to himself. "We'll just see about that."
"Dude." Dean spoke the moment Sam picked up his phone. "I asked Cas who was going to be there and he said that everyone but Madison's going to go."
There was a moment's silence, and then Sam cleared his throat. "So she's not going to be there."
"No." Dean rolled his eyes, going through his clothes and wondering what exactly to wear tomorrow.
Since when had he become such a girl?
"So Gabe's not going?" Sam asked oddly.
"No, Gabe will be there." Dean picked up a tie and wondered if this was a tie-wearing event.
There was a little scoff. "So, what? She not feeling good or something?"
"Considering Gabe and her broke up, I'm guessing she's not in the best of moods." Dean murmured, putting the tie away and deciding that he needed to hang up on Sam so he could call Cas and ask him about the dress code for tomorrow. "Look Sammy, I gotta-."
" Sam's bitchy mood seemed to have evaporated immediately, instead replaced by surprise and another odd emotion that Dean didn't have the time or energy to name. "They broke up? When? Why?" He cleared his throat. "Did Gabe break up with her or did she break up with him?"
"Do I look like the type of person who'd ask those questions?" Dean wanted to know, eyebrow raised. "Ask him yourself tomorrow!" He snorted. "That is if you're going."
"Oh, I'm going." Sam murmured before hanging up.
Deciding he'd never understand his brother, Dean shrugged off Sam's odd behavior and dialed Cas' number.
As always, Cas' voice caused shivers of pleasure to roll down his spine.
"Cas." Dean grinned, glad for the excuse to call. "Tell me man, how exactly does your family dress for these get-togethers? Is it formal? Casual? I don't want to arrive in a penguin suit when everyone else is in jeans or vice versa, you know what I mean?"
"Jeans will be fine." Cas replied. "We're very casual, unless its a night event."
"Okay." Dean nodded, trying to think of something else to say to lengthen the conversation without it seeming too obvious that all he really wanted to do was listen to Cas' voice.
"Oh, and Dean?" Cas' voice went lower. "Wear something blue."
And with that he hung up.
Dean gulped, not exactly sure what about that suggestion had suddenly left him hot and bothered.