The Bucket List >> Sabriel ✔️

05: Embarrass Roommate Totally

Okay so sorry bout Sammy ... 😢😈

Merry Christmas fuckers

Have a super early update 👍🏻😏 What'd yous get for xmas?? I got a huge SPN manual as seen up there ⬆️

So I said earlier that you'd all thank me for the Sammy thing ... you'll see soon enough 😏

I swear I have literally no limit of pickup lines

I have decided to give them all to Gabe in this fanfic 🙌🏻😆😆

Emmy, out 😎💥

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Sam heard them before he fully woke up. Voices, some soft and sad, some loud and panicked.

"SAMMY! SAM - LET ME GO - MY BROTHER -"

"Mr Winchester, we need you to calm down before we let you anywhere near your brother -"

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN, YOU SON OF A BITCH! THAT IS MY BROTHER IN THERE -"

"Is - is he gonna be okay?" A quiet voice said inside the room, adding, "He's not gonna die, is he?"

"No, Mr Novak, he is not going to die. He is well, and in good hands. We need you to vacate the room, you are not a relative of Mr Winchester's."

"But - but ..."

"Unless you are a relative or have a relationship -"

"I do have a relationship with him, though! I'm - I'm his ... b-boyfriend ..."

There was silence. A few shuffles. Light breathing. Cool breath fanning over Sam's face. Something soft and silky and warm brushed over Sam's lips, and was gone as quick as it had arrived.

"There. See?"

Silence again. A huff.

"Fine. You can stay."

There was a quiet, joyous whoop, as if this person was trying their best not to disturb Sam.

A door creaked open across the room, and a few footsteps could be heard.

"Your shift is over, Naomi. You can go. I'll take over from here."

Sam could hear more footsteps, the door closing, then opening again a minute later. More footsteps were heard inside the room.

"Quick, quick. Most of you aren't supposed to be here. I'll get in deep trouble if you're seen."

"Not like you haven't been in deep trouble before, Balth."

"True, true."

Silence. Then -

"How'd you get that awful nurse to let you stay in here, Gabe?"

A pause. "I, uh, did what I had to do."

"Meaning?"

"I pretended to be his boyfriend, 'cause they've all looked at my records before and they'd know I wasn't related to Sambo, so boyfriend was the only option left."

There was more chatter, and Sam could feel himself surfacing to consciousness, as if drifting up from underwater. The slight stinging in his chest was gradually getting more present, and he could hear the voices more clearly. He could almost feel the ghost of something over his lips, and as his eyes fluttered open, he wasn't sure if what he had heard was real or a figment of his imagination; a dream of some kind, or his mind tricking him. Even as everyone leapt up from their seats in front of him and crowded around him, everything that had been said faded from his mind like sand through fingers.