AU: Sam has a crush on Band kid Gabriel
Thank you to the lovely goldeneyeskillerthighs for the prompt on my main blog <3
Gabriel was the star of the band at New Hope High School, and Sam Winchester had the biggest damn crush on him it was embarrassing. He’d go to every recital, every performance, just to see Gabriel.
It was a night like this where Gabriel was hanging into the microphone, his singing enthralling the whole room, that Sam remembered why he had a crush on him in the first place. His dusty blonde hair was falling into his eyes and he’d push it out the way, voice still serenading the room. As the song ended, all the band members left the stage except for Gabriel, who stood there grinning.
“Aight, hi guys, y’all know who I am so I won’t bother with introductions.” He turned as his drummer brought him out an acoustic guitar, strap decorated with sweet wrappers. “I’m just gonna play you a cover of a well known song, one of my favourites. If you came to hear Sugar Mice originals feel free to leave or whatever.” He said, swinging the strap over his head. The small crowd got smaller, and Sam shuffled in his seat. Gabriel looked right at him and flashed him a wink that made Sam feel hot, and he blushed. Gabriel’s fingers nimbly danced over the guitar strings, and Sam recognised Wake Me Up when September Ends. He wasn’t ready for the now soft quality of Gabe’s voice. He was transfixed.
The show ended, and as usual, Sam lingered, wanting to be the last one to leave.
“Hey, Moose!” A voice called, and he turned, looking down to see Gabriel striding towards him, lollipop in his mouth.
“Me?” Sam asked, looking behind him. Moose?
“Well, yeah, there’s no one else here. What’s ya name kid? I see you at everything we do. You seem to be our number one fan.” He grinned at Sam, offering him a lollipop. Sam took it, thanking him.
“My name’s Sam, I’m in the year below you.” He said, sucking on the sweet. Gabriel’s eyes lit up.
“Oh, I do know you! You’re Cassie’s friend!” Gabriel was beaming, and he grabbed Sam’s elbow, marching him to the backstage area. “You are now a VIP.” Sam didn’t protest - he couldn’t, and Garth waved at him as Gabriel brought him to the members.
“Oh hey Sam.” Garth said, giving Sam a hug and Sam hugged back awkwardly. Why did Garth always want to hug? The bassist waved at Sam, and he waved back.
“This is Sam - the kid I mentioned who’s always in the front row.” Gabriel looked back at Sam, who flushed pink again. “Hey Samalam, you wanna come grab ice cream with me?” He asked, grabbing his wallet. “I’ll even pay for you.” He waved the leather and Sam watched it, awestruck.
“No- I mean, yeah sure, but you’re not paying.” He plucked the wallet from Gabriel’s hand and Gabriel pursed his lips as Sam held it out of arms reach.
“Suit yourself Samster.”
Ice cream was nice with Gabriel - they chatted about music, books, school. As they were leaving Sam noticed Gabriel had some raspberry sauce on his lip.
“You’ve got something… right…” He held Gabriel’s chin, running his thumb over the smaller boy’s lip. Gabriel looked up at Sam and grinned.
“Ya get it? Or do you need some help?” He asked. Sam blinked, confused, and Gabriel stood on tiptoes, hands wrapped in Sam’s lapels, and pulled him down for a kiss.
“You taste like raspberries.” Sam breathed once they parted, and Gabriel cracked up.