A Sabriel oneshot
I kinda hate myself rn. I’m procrastinating again. Nevertheless, this idea would not leave me so I decided to write it. Based on this tumblr post I made last night. (also you might wanna check out @kkii2miinebiitche2 ‘s version of this here)
Summary: Sam moves into a new apartment building and realises soon, that the person living one floor below him masterfully plays the piano. He starts to fall in love with the music. Gabriel is an unsatisfied concert pianist, who is desperately needy for some love. lmao this is so fluffy. Fuck.
“Dude, how the hell do you even have so much stuff?” Dean’s voice was gruff as he spoke, but there was a certain fondness to it, that not even the most gifted impressionist would be able to replicate. Said man was currently struggling to keep a box, filled to the brim with textbooks and novels, upright.
“Stop whining, Dean - you promised to help me out,” Sam retorted as he sped by Dean, skipping steps as he quickly climbed the staircase.
“I still don’t get why you couldn’t find an apartment with a lift,” Dean continued with an eye-roll. Sweat broke out on his forehead as he climbed the next flight of stairs.
“It’s healthy!” Sam called from a few flights above Dean. The elder Winchester groaned again and turned his head slightly to look at his husband, Castiel.