Sabriel Oneshots

Sing

I wrote this last year and literally five minutes ago I found a destiel story on archive that's very similar so I just want to make it clear that I didn't copy nor did I try to copy. I'll put a link to it in the comments though.

Also I'm sorry if I portray this deaf character/ asl wrong. I only know the basics of the language.

"Will you sing again?"

"What song?"

"The same as last time."

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"What are you thinking about?" He signed.

Sam shook his head, breaking out of his daze, "Why did you learn ASL?"

Gabriel looked at him confused, "To talk to you."

"Why?"

"I don't understand."

"Why would you want to talk to me?"

"Because I like you. You're interesting, funny, and smart. And I wouldn't have known that if I hadn't learned."

Sam scrunched his nose, "You make this so hard!"

"What do you want me to say?"

"Nothing you ever would." Sam's breath was getting shaky.

Gabriel was starting to become concerned.

"I like you," Sam signed stumbling his hand positions. "More than I should." he blushed.

Gabriel smiled, "you were starting to scare me. This is much better."

"Forget what I said. Sing again."

"You're so bossy. Why won't you tell me what you think about when I sing?"

Sam looked away.

"I think about what might happen if I kiss you."

Gabriel looked into his eyes. "What do you think will happen?"

"I think you won't want to."

"I think I might."

"Sing. Please."

"Why do you like it when I sing?"

"I like it when you talk."

"You can't hear me though."

"I keep hoping."  Something in Gabriel's heart broke, not once had he thought Sam might not be okay with being deaf.

"When did it happen?"

"I was eight. It was a car accident. The same one that took my parents. It was too expensive to try and do anything to help." Gabriel pulled Sam into a hug, "I don't want pity."

"I'm not giving you any."

Sam smiled, "I'm not normally so pathetic. I'm sorry."

"I think you're allowed."

"You know, I don't remember what my voice sounds like."

"Speak for me."

"I don't know what to say." his voice was raspy and flat.

"Everything."

"I would bet Dean doesn't even remember."

"So remind him."

"That'd be too embarrassing."

"Your voice is beautiful."

"You're beautiful."

"I still think I might."

"Might what?"

"Want to kiss you."

"So do it."