twentysomething

Title: Cash Out, Get The Hell Out Of Town

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Sam/Gabriel, background pre-Dean/Cas

Summary: "He tries to asses the situation, but he is completely incapable of figuring out a situation where Gabriel should be wearing an Elvis suit on top of him and he feels like someone is trying to rape his skull, but- oh. There's a feather boa wrapped around his calf. Well, at least he's not entirely naked."

Length: 5600 wordish.

Warnings: Foul language, improbable amounts of alcohol, Vegas.

Notes: So, after watching the Hangover too many times and listening to Katy Perry on delirious repeat, this... idfk, happened. This had been sitting in my drafts folder for ages and I finally wrapped it up by sheer force of will tonight. Uh, I apologize in advance. (The important thing to remember is that I'm sure Zachariah is locked in their trunk somewhere.)



( Sam wakes up naked, with a splitting headache and with Gabriel spread across him instead of a blanket. )