Chapter 1: Gabe

"Oooh, what about him?" Gabriel asked. "Hey, Dean?"

Dean sighed. "I've already answered your question. Even if I was gay. I wouldn't date you."

"Why not?"

"Because I wouldn't be gay!"

"But if you were--"

"I wouldn't be."

"But hypothetically--"

"Hypothetically, I wouldn't be gay!"

"But--"

"No."

"Dean."

"Gabe."

"What if--"

"I wouldn't be gay."

Gabe sighed and watched dozens of men go by. Sam laughed and Gabe glanced at him. "Hey, Sam."

"Sorry, kid, wouldn't be gay." Sam shook his head.

"That's not what I was gonna say." Sam raised an eyebrow. "Okay, so it was. But I have a different question now."

"Shoot."

Gabe shook his thick brown hair out of his face. "Why isn't there a ring on that finger?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, why aren't you married? Dean I can understand, but you? Doesn't make any sense."

Sam shrugged. Dean stood up. "Let's get out of here, my brother, and my weirdly gay friend."

Sam and Gabe stood up and followed him. "Dean?" Gabe said.

"Gabe! I would not be gay!"

"Damn."

A/N I know, it's kinda weird, but I had a desire to write a gay guy.