((Continuation of DTASS #15, original format for aesthetic/continuity reasons))
Sam hiding out in weirder and weirder places in the bunker to get away from Gabriel’s clingy affectionateness
In the bathroom, under the stairs, in a closet which was a really bad idea, do you know how much Gabriel likes closets and locking people in them???
Gabriel somehow finds him every damn time, and Sam just snaps and tells him to fuck off, dammit, just give some space to breathe!
They both blink, surprised by the outburst
Gabriel gets up to go, and Sam lunges after him, apologizing fervently and trying to explain himself
Gabriel cuts him off with a wave of his hand, reminding him that hello, archangel, you’ve been projecting your thoughts at the top of your mind since this whole thing started, you dummy
Sam bristles, demanding to know why Gabriel kept doing it when he knew Sam was uncomfortable
Gabriel raises an eyebrow
“Not feeling like you’re worth affection isn’t a good enough reason for me not to cuddle with you.”
They sit up talking all night to try to figure out a way for Gabriel to get cuddles and how they can get them to be enjoyable for Sam, too