Please take note that this takes place before it is revealed that Gabe is an angel.

-Sam's POV-

Big surprise, we have another job to do. The usual "weird happenings" around the neighborhood, you know. Nothing new.

After we got done with the job, Dean left to go have "fun", leaving me alone in our rented hotel room.
Or, at least, I thought.

"Hiya, Sammy!" I flinch because that scared the hell out of me. The only other person who ever calls me 'Sammy' is...
"You? What do you want?" Why is The Trickster at my hotel room? "'You'? I have a name, Samsquatch." I roll my eyes at him and say, "Yeah? Then what is it?" "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

-Gabe's POV-

I decided to go visit my favorite hunter. He seems angry, but I know he's not. Then he asked what my name was.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I say, summoning a lollipop. He looks at me and says, "Why?" I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell him. "Fine. It's Gabriel. Gabriel the Archangel." Then put my lollipop back in my mouth. Sam seems to choke on air before saying, "You're who-what now?"

"I think you heard me." I say back to him. He looks doubtful and says, "How do I know you're not lying? You've lied before." Good grief! Does the guy need to be slapped in the face with a wing? "Okay, how can I prove it to you?" I ask, genuinely curious.

"Well, you could show me your wings, blast an enemy's face off with light, or heal someone." Jeez, needy much? "Which one?" I say. I really hope he doesn't say-
"Wings. All angels have wings, right?" oh, great...

I laugh nervously and say, "Sammy, that's against the rules..." Although part of me wants to. He looks at me expectantly, so I sigh and give in.

-Sam's POV-

Gabe is blabbering about how this is against angel law, but I don't care. He asked what he could do to prove it, I said wings. Simple as that.

He sighed and I hear a flutter of wings, and they weren't what I thought they were. I thought all wings were white and shiny, but his wings were a golden color with brown lowlights. That, and he had three sets of them.
"W-woah..." was all I was able to say.

Gabe looks at me and says, "You convinced now, Samalami? Or do you need to touch them, too?"

He looked like he wanted me not to, so I smirked and said, "Yeah, if they're real, you'd feel it, right?" He looked at me and then away, almost as if... Frightened.

-Gabe's POV-

I really need to stop joking about things that sound serious. Now Sam wants to touch my wings, too, and that is a major no-no in angel rules. But, they do say to reserve that right for a loved one...

"...Fine. but you better not mess any up..." I eventually say. I guess none of the others will know. Sam smiles, but just as his hand is about 2 inches away from them, he hesitates.

"Gabe, are you sure I'm allowed to do this?" He used my name. He actually called me "Gabe". I think I like that nickname.
I smile and say, "Oh, it's a huge rule to be breaking. But I'm letting you do it." He looks doubtful, so I grab his hand and put it on my middle set of wings.

"Holy shit, they're so soft!" Was all I heard him say. He started to run his hand down the feathers, almost as if petting them. I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy this.

"Heh. You like them, Sammy?" I say. He turns his head to me almost like he forgot I was here and says, "I love them. They're beautiful." Woo, that made my face heat up...

-Sam's POV-

Right after I said that, I see Gabe's face turn red. I chuckle and say, "What, you embarrassed?" He looks at me, surprisingly bashfully, and says, "Well, honestly? Yeah, a little bit. I mean..." I get the feeling he's not saying something.

"There something I should know, Gabe?" I ask, slightly concerned. He debates mentally on it before saying, "Sammy, angel wings are... Well, let's just say an angel is only supposed to let someone they see as a partner see and touch their physical wings. And as for why I got flustered, it's because every angel likes it when their wings get complimented; It'd be like me calling you handsome." He says.

"Wait, so are you... Are you saying you like me? I mean, if you're only supposed to show your wings to a love partner..." He sighs and says, "Yes, Sam. I do. I'm not supposed to, but I do." I just smile and walk up to him. He looks confused before I say, "Good, that means I have my own angel." And kiss him.

We pull away and he says, "So I belong to you, now? Then, it's only fair that you belong to me." "Fair enough." I say back. I hear the Impala outside and Gabe says, "Looks like I need to leave. See ya later, Sammy-cake." and teleports away. I smile to myself as Dean walks in.
"Sammy, quit that. You look like you just got laid, it's creepy." I roll my eyes and chuckle before saying, "Hello to you too, Dean."

Rest of the day was spent hunting a spirit, and when dean was asleep, I was outside with Gabe, just talking. In other words, I had a great night.

A/N
This didn't come out like I intended, but it's not as *cringe* as I thought it would be. Hope you enjoyed, and if not, that's fine. Carry on (my wayward son).