I was bored. It's short and its sweet. Don't like boy kissing? Don't read. For all those interested, enjoy. Review. I like that. Oh, and check out my other stories, 'Can't Fight This Feeling' (one-shot) and 'Mondi A Parte' Thanks. They're pretty awesome. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or these boys, I'm just playing around.

Sam stomped into the hotel room. Dean was being a class a, royal d-bag and he was pissed. He threw his jacket on the bed and sat down with a huff.

"Hey, Sammy. Why so serious?"

"What do you want, Gabriel." he asked, wearily running his hands across his face. "I'm really not in the mood."

"Rough day?" he asked. For once Gabriel actually sounded like he cared.

Sam jumped as thunder clapped through the quiet. Sam hated storms. Almost as much as he hated clowns. "Y-yeah. I guess you could say that."

"Sam? Your heart just took off. Are you okay?" Gabe stared, concern lacing his eyes, at Sam, who's eyes were so wide he looked like Bambi.

"I'm fine." Sam said, his voice not convincing what-so-ever.

Gabriel saw this as his chance. He'd wanted Sam for so long. Now he had him right where he wanted. "You're scared of storms." he stated calmly.

"N-no I'm not." he jumped as another crack of thunder split the sky. "Okay. Maybe I am." he whispered, looking down.

Gabriel came and kneeled in front of Sam. Sam looked at him in surprise. "Maybe I can help you with that."


"It just sounds like you need a distraction to the storm."

"How are you going to do that?" Sam asked, eyebrow raised in question.

Gabriel smirked. "I'm going to do that like this." he said, leaning forward to capture Sam's lips with his own. Sam didn't fight or pull away from him. He did the exact opposite. He kissed Gabriel back.

They eventually pulled apart. "You feel it too." Sam said once he caught his breath. "I'm so glad you feel it too."