"It's alright, Balthazar is cool with this kinda stuff."

Sam still felt nervous as they left the safety of their small corner, he would rather stay hidden away than go to a party. But even so, he followed Gabriel, they fingers still loosely entwinned, and small smiles on their faces. Warmth filled his chest as he studied Gabriel's face as the last few rays of sunlight caught his features. Sam felt somewhat embarrassed by his sense of awe for this man, but he couldn't help himself, he was already falling hard for the shorter man.

"There you are, bloody hell brother, I've been searching all over for you and looking like an ass as I did, I might add."

Gabriel smirked, holding Sam's hand tighter. "I had better things to do than wait around for you."

Balthazar pursed his lips, looking Sam over. "The hot guy from before, I approve little brother, if there's anyone to risk your reputation and working life over, its him."

Sam flushed, he wasn't used to other guys speaking so casually over what was considered to be one of the greater sins.

"Don't frighten my moose off Balthy, I actually like his company more than yours, and if you don't mind I believe we have a party to get to," Gabriel sasses.

"I know, I'm here because of that party... honestly Gabe, I wonder how we're brother's sometimes," Balthazar rolled his eyes, grinning as he pats Gabe's shoulder and winked at Sam.

"Shall we head down then?" Gabriel asked, looking up at Sam with a soft smile.

"Uh, am I dressed alright?" Sam gestured down at his rumpled tux.

Gabriel grinned, running his hands down the front, "you will be the best dressed, believe me."

"Shouldn't I wear something less... first class?"

Gabe shook his head, standing up on the tip of his toes to pull Sam into another kiss. Their lips brushed softly at first, then Gabe wrapped his arms around Sam's neck and smiled against his lips.

"Of course, we could always skip the party and just hang out, you know, just the two of us."

Sam presses his lips against Gabriel's again, "no, you're the one that suggested this party, so we're going, that's that."

Gabriel sighs loudly, pulling back to brush Sam's hair into place once more. "Fine.... But do you... wanna just sit down and talk afterwards?"

Sam nods, offering Gabriel a crooked smile. "Okay."

The water was smooth and the sky clear as they headed down the decking, and Sam took a moment to look out across the expansive ocean, just taking in the impressive view, before he followed Gabriel and Balthazar through the door leading down to the steerage quarters.

5:45 pm

Sam smiled widely as they entered the large room full of people dancing, laughing and drinking. It was a fair sight different to the boring First class parties Sam usually attended. Here, instead of standing around in stiff tux's and fancy dresses while talking about dreadfully boring topics, people were smiling and stood in relaxed clusters or danced happily.

Sam felt Gabriel bump his arm, a wide smile on his face as well.

"So, do you want to grab a drink and dance?" Gabriel asked, extending a hand to the drinks table.

Sam nods, letting Gabriel lead him over to the drinks table. The room was so full, they were instantly engulfed by the crowd, being jostled by cheerful dancers. Gabriel's fingers brushed his and Sam unconsciously turned over his hand so their fingers could entwine. Gabriel held his hand tight after this, their hands unseen as they made their way through the last gaggle of people, eventually breaking free and ending up in a quiet corner by the drinks.

Sam was reluctant to let go of Gabe's hand, but they could not risk anyone seeing them. So he lets their hands fall apart, meeting Gabriel's eyes with a crooked smile. Sam happily accepts a glass of whiskey, looking out over the happy crowd as he sips away at his drink.

He didn't want to dance if it wasn't with Gabe, so he tuned into the conversation Gabe was having with two other guys.

"And this is a new friend of mine, Samuel Winchester," Gabriel waved his hand at Sam, who smiles politely in reply.

"Samuel, I haven't seen you around before."

"Ah, that's because-"

"Sam's First Class, but he hates it up there."

The two laugh loudly, "I don't blame you Samuel, it's good to see you have a working pair of eyes and no stick up your ass."

Sam smiles back slowly, nervous but happy that they seemed to accept him. So he happily settled into the conversation, leaning with his back against the wall. The night passed fast, Sam got along with Gabriel's friends well, especially William Harvelle who had a little girl, Jo, that hung around his legs dancing and giggling.

"You're tall," she giggles shyly up to Sam. "Can you dance with me? Daddy is tired."

Sam hesitated, looking up at William who laughed and nodded his consent. "Please, I need a drink."

So Sam grinned at the little girl and helped her onto his feet, holding her small hands carefully. They danced around the room, Jo laughing happily and Sam smiling as he felt at peace. He glanced up and caught Gabriel's eye as the shorter man stood staring at them with a small smile. Sam blushed and looks away, focusing instead on dancing back around the room with Jo, so they ended back at the group.

Jo giggled, running over to her father and hugging him until he picked her up. Sam watched them with a smile, aware of Gabriel's presence at his shoulder as William announces that he needed to go and put Jo to bed.

Jo was resting her head sleepily on his shoulder, but she managed to wave to Sam. "Bye!"

Sam chuckles, "goodbye Jo."

The Harvelle's leave the busy room, and Gabriel nudges Sam discretely. "Shall we go?"

Sam nods, turning and following Gabriel out of the room and along the corridors to the deck. Finally, they emerged out under the star-lit sky, the titanic was sailing over calm water, giving them a perfect night. Sam walked to the railing and leaned against it, smiling up at the night sky as Gabriel did the same next to him.

"You know, my brother and I sometimes hike out at night, up a small hill near our house, and sit on the top for hours at night, just looking at the stars," Sam murmurs, absently shuffling closer to Gabriel, so their shoulders were pressed together.

"It sound's like you and Dean are really close," Gabriel says, leaning slightly against Sam.

"Yeah, I suppose we are."

"You wanna do something crazy?" Gabriel says suddenly, a mischievous look in his eyes.

"What is it?" Sam asks hesitantly.

"Follow me," Gabriel grabs Sam's hand and begins dragging him down the deck.

Sam shook his head and chuckles silently as he runs along, the cold air even colder against his burning cheeks. They run right down the deck, and as they were the only ones out by the time they reached the end, Sam pulled Gabe back and leans against the rail. He kisses Gabriel softly, smiling against his candy tasting lips.

"What was that for?" Gabriel asks, smiling brightly.

"Because I can," Sam presses his forehead against Gabe's.

"Well, I'm certainly not complaining," Gabriel smirked. "So feel free to do that whenever you want."

After kissing once more, Gabriel turns and leads Sam to the very front of the ship, climbing up onto the small rise on their side of the railing. Sam follows with a confused expression.

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AN
I'm sick so Yay, but I'm not sure about this chapter but I feel too under the weather to fix it rn