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.
The get-together was underway and very much a success.
Mary Winchester had become fast friends with Amelia Novak, and the two were off to the side, arms looped together, giggling and gossiping like school girls. John and Michael were standing with bottles of beer in their hands, talking sports, and eyeing their wives every two seconds with grins on their faces. Lucifer was on the phone talking to someone but ended it when Jo, who'd had enough of standing by his side while he conversed, led him out towards the pond for a little tête-à-tête. When Castiel had whispered that to Dean, Dean had asked him if that was something naughty, which had had Cas grinning at Dean and explaining that no, unfortunately for Luc it wasn't.
Azrael and Jess were playing against Ruby and Adam in dominoes, with Raphael and Ava on the side lines, Ava cheering for Ruby and Adam while Raphael informed Azrael that if he lost this game then he couldn't be man enough to be a daddy.
Anna was fixing Claire's hair, which had come undone due to her arduous running up and down and jumping on people.
Sam and Gabriel were no where to be found.
It made Castiel somewhat wary.
That guy could be sodomizing the poor bastard over Amelia's prized petunias for all they knew.
"Is it always like this over here?" Dean grinned, beer in hand as he watched the activity.
"Yeah, basically." Castiel nodded. "You should have seen us growing up. This house was always filled with screaming and shouting and fights."
"How long have your parents been dead?" Dean asked cautiously.
"A long time, Michael was twenty and Lucifer nineteen when it happened." Castiel nodded, sighing. "They raised the rest of us."
"Must have been hard." Dean frowned, shaking his head. "No kid should have to raise their own siblings."
"I agree." Castiel nodded. "But Michael and Luc never resented the role of the older brothers, and they spoiled us all, especially the girls though. They still spoil the girls."
"They did a good job, spoiling aside." Dean sent Cas a small smile. "You didn't turn out too bad."
"Oh, thanks." Castiel laughed, shaking his head, blushing slightly.
"So..." Dean cleared his throat. "When did you realize that..you know...you were..."
For a moment Castiel didn't get the question, and then he did, eyes widening.
He took a moment and took a deep gulp of his beer before answering.
"When I was fifteen I slept with Sarah Blake, the most beautiful girl in high school, and I came to the image of her half brother, Andy." Castiel admitted with a wince. "That was the defining moment for me. I came out later that week to my friends, to Sarah, and to my family." He shot Dean a look. "You?"
"I always knew, but I didn't accept it until college." Dean admitted. "All throughout high school I was that raging heterosexual stud, you know, the one that tries way too hard?" He shook his head, chuckling darkly. "But in college I just decided that this was my life and if my friends and family really loved me then they wouldn't care." His gaze went to his father. "It was hardest on dad, but he came around eventually." He chuckled. "I think it helped that I'm not a stereotyped gay guy, you know?"
"They are just adorable." Anna cooed, standing next to her sister and eyeing Dean and Cas over their wine glasses. "Look at them, if they're not together already they'll soon be."
"We need to force another sleepover at Cas' and get the dirt out of him." Ruby agreed, taking a sip of her wine. "You know Cas, once he's got some tequila in him he can't keep a secret." Anna clinked her glass against Ruby's in agreement to this plan.
The sisters shared a cunning smile.
Ruby suddenly frowned, her gaze going over the partygoers. "Is it me or are we missing two merry men?"
Anna looked over the crowd as well before blinking. "You're right, Sam and Gabe are missing."
"Oh, that poor boy." Ruby snickered. "He's so getting his cherry popped!"
"Ruby!" Anna gasped, blushing.
"What? He wants it." Ruby folded her arms over her chest. "Did you see the way he's been unable to keep his eyes off of Gabe? He's practically begging for Gabe to bend him over mom's antique coffee table and-."
"No cherries are being popped on mom's antique coffee table!" Anna blushed darkly, unable to look at her sister.
"You're such a prude." Ruby rolled her eyes in amusement. "I bet you anything they're in the house. Gabriel probably took him to his old room."
"He wouldn't." Anna held her chin up, and then remembered that this was Gabe they were talking about. "Maybe we should go take a peek, just in case."
"I didn't know you had that kink too!" Ruby giggled, turning and hurrying into the house.
"It's not a-!" Anna lowered her voice and cut off the sentence, looking around her, relieved that no one seemed to be paying any attention to them. "I'm just...curious."
Realizing she was talking to herself, Anna hurried after her sister.
When they found Gabe's old room empty, Anna assured herself that she was in no way disappointed.
The next morning, Gabe stretched, yawning as he opened his eyes.
He froze, not recognizing where he was.
And then it clicked.
He was at Sam's.
Sitting up in the sofa that he'd fallen asleep in, he looked around the living-room. The place had too many womanly touches to have been decorated by Sam, and they seemed more family oriented than a girlfriend might have done, so Gabriel was guessing that Mary had decorated the place for her son.
That was kinda cute.
Hearing a snore, Gabe turned in the sofa to see Sam sprawled on the lazy boy, dead to the world.
Taking this opportunity to observe him without being noticed, Gabe narrowed his eyes.
Sam Winchester wasn't like anyone he knew.
The guy liked him.
Gabe knew that Sam really liked him, and yet when he'd invited Gabriel back to his apartment for 'drinks and conversation'-he'd actually meant it.
Gabriel, used to one night stands, to falling into bed with the first handsome/beautiful stranger to wiggle a finger at him, wasn't sure how to proceed in this sort of situation.
Sam was a riddle, a puzzle, and Gabe had never been good at either, but damn if it didn't intrigue him.
Hugging a pillow to his chest, Gabriel got comfortable once more and just watched Sam as he snored.