The Bucket List >> Sabriel ✔️

38: Become Famous Then Fake My Death

If I wrote a Larry, a Drarry, or a Camren fanfic would anyone read it? 🤔 Or maybe a Jerrie... Or maybe a Levi and Eren one, waddya think? 😈

"Sam, will you be the students to my college tuition fees? Because I wanna FUCK YOU UP, bitch!" Gabe slurred, snapping his fingers at Sam.

Sam rolled his eyes as he switched the music playing from Rhianna to 'Sign Of The Times' by Harry Styles.

"YASS, KING!" Gabe screamed, kissing his fingertips and holding them up in the air, his head tilted back and eyes shut.

Sam looked at him strangely, then gazed around the room. The Cave was filled with their squad, Emma, Charlie, Lucifer, Michael, and Balthazar playing the ouija board while Bethany, Kevin, and Dean were sabotaging Gabe's sweet bucket while he wasn't looking, Cas trying to play an arcade game whilst looking very confused. Sam and Gabe were sitting beside the plug sockets and stereo, Gabe charging his phone and Sam doing a very good job at being the DJ.

As Sam was debating what he should play next - 'This Town' by Niall Horan? 'Still Got Time' by Zayn and PartyNextDoor? Or maybe a 'Just Hold On' remix by Louis Tomlinson and Steve Aoki? - Gabe grabbed him, leaning into his arm and gazing into his eyes.

"Sammay? I love you?" The trickster said in a questioning tone.

"Um...I guess? I guess you love me? I mean you proposed to me so...?" Sam said, confused, as his finger hovered over Lucifer's phone.

"I gotta tell ya a secret!" Gabe whispered in Sam's ear, leaping up and tugging the moose up with him. Sam's finger hit 'Partition' by Beyoncé as he was uprooted from his seat, and Emma and Lucifer immediately jumped up too upon hearing the first few chords of the song, Emma announcing, "The demon says that it's time to get lit bois!"

Her and Lucifer started dancing with exaggerated stripper moves, everyone in the room watching with confused gazes. Michael, however, was gazing at Lucifer with something other than confusion.

Gabe dragged Sam out of the room and up two flights of stairs, and down several corridors. Sam found himself in the kitchens, and Gabe pushed him into a cupboard.

"Woah, hey, Gabe -"

"Sh, it's midnight, no one'll be in here."  Gabe turned on little fairy lights hung around the interior of the fairly spacious cupboard. Sam blinked as his fiancé shut the cupboard door after scrambling in too, and looked around. The tiny space had several pillows and fluffy blankets stacked around, and Gabe grabbed some, covering himself and Sam in them.

Sam turned to Gabe, softly grabbing his face and pressing his lips to his, moving his other hand to caress his fiancé's neck. Gabe gasped breathily but broke away, grabbing both of Sam's hands in his.

"Sammich, it's been almost two years since we first met."

Sam froze, thinking. Wow. The time really flew by. I wasn't aware that it was this long since I first saw Gabe's beautiful face... Since I fell in love with him...

"And..." Gabe's eyes looked watery in the soft light. He glanced up into Sam's eyes, a serious expression settling in his features. "Your doctor said you only had six months."

"Gabe..." Sam looked down at himself, realising that he had indeed lived far longer than anyone had expected. "Wow. This is awesome! The doctors and Balth have done an amazing job..."

He trailed off as he saw how Gabe was looking at him. "Baby, what's the matter?"

"They told me I had two years left a week before you came." Gabe said quietly.

Sam felt his heart sink. A horrible, dropping feeling filled him, and he slid his arms around Gabe, pulling him closer. "Well, if they did such a good job with me, they're bound to do the same with you."

Gabe lifted his shirt up. Sam stared. The smaller boy had lost a lot of weight in seemingly less than a week, and had loads of tiny red spots all over his abdomen. They were both symptoms of leukaemia that hadn't shown much in Gabe before - not this much.

"Gabey..." Sam pulled him in for a hug, leaning them both over so that they were lying on the pillows, underneath a fluffy blanket. "It's okay. Everything's gonna be alright."

Sam pressed a gentle kiss to Gabe's forehead as the trickster snuggled in closer to him. "Please don't give up. Just have hope."

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Over the past month, Sam and Gabe had been on YouTube, videoing a bunch of Gabe's pranks and posting them, gaining a ton of subscribers every day. The next day, the two woke up in the tiny cupboard in the kitchen, and Gabe burst out with Sam, dragging him out as the kitchen staff stared after them shaking their heads.

"Today's the day!" Gabe said cheerily, clearly acting as if the day before hadn't happened, because his eyes were showing that he definitely remembered it.

"For what?" Sam blinked, still not fully awake and very confused.

"Faking my death!" Gabe giggled, taking Sam's hand and dragging him to their hospital room.

Within an hour, their room was carefully splattered with removable fake blood, and much of the furniture in the room was tipped over or placed in strange places. Gabe was lying on the floor, slumped with fake blood all over him and torn clothes, a pool of fake blood underneath him and a 'dead' expression on his face. Sam took a photo, then the couple created a news article headlining 'Gabriel From Sam And Gabe Pranksters On YouTube Was Brutally Murdered Last Night'. Gabe couldn't stop laughing during its creation, so Sam had to do most of the work.

The fake news story was hardly believable and it looked so fake, the two boys were surprised to see that many of their subscribers lost their shit when they saw it and... BELIEVED it.

The two boys high fived and shut down their YouTube channel.