texts from last night meme

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the TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT meme

one ➝ post with your character and their name/canon/pref in the subject.
two ➝ either post with a tfln or just wait for someone.

three ➝ respond to people's texts or tag them with your own.

four ➝ fun time for all!

taken from here

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[tricky_angel]

"I'm not asking you to try to outdrink me, sweetcheeks. I'm just saying you should do some shots with me."

He laughed softly, taking a drink as well before looking around.

"We could always move this somewhere more private and do some body shots."

He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

[willneversayyes]

Sam laughs at that, nudging Gabriel's foot with his own.

"Later," he promises. "And don't call me sweetcheeks."

[tricky_angel]

He nudged back, tilting his head. "You know, you could sit on this side with me. No one will see."

He smirked, biting his lip. "I like calling you sweetcheeks, though."

[willneversayyes]

"I'm gonna stay over here for now," he insists. He doesn't need Gabriel feeling him up.

"You can come up with a better name than that, Gabriel. Sweetcheeks is cheesy."

[tricky_angel]

He pouted, slumping down a bit in the booth. "You really aren't very fun. Did Dean piss in your oatmeal or something?"

He cut his eyes away, staring around the bar as he took another drink. "I can come up with all kinds of nicknames. Maybe I just happen to like that one."

[willneversayyes]

Sam crosses his legs, one foot trailing up the angel's leg. He doesn't want Gabriel to feel like he's being rejected. He's just trying to make sure they both behave.

"It sounds like something a creepy old man calls a 16 year old girl," he points out.

[tricky_angel]

He looked across at Sam again, eyeing him for a moment before nudging his calf gently.

"Well, that comparison is kind of accurate. Seeing as I'm a few millenia older than you." He reached across, grabbing Sam's hand.

[willneversayyes]

Sam laughs softly at that, lacing their fingers together.

"Except I'm not a 16 year old girl, Gabriel," he says pointedly.

[tricky_angel]

He looked down at their hands, winking. "No. If you want to compare our ages like that you're more of a baby."

He laughed before lifting Sam's hand, squeezing.

[willneversayyes]

"Which makes you a cradle robber," he grins. "Doesn't it?"

[tricky_angel]

"You complaining?" He pushed himself up before leaning across the table, free hand capturing Sam's jaw so he could kiss him.

[willneversayyes]

Sam presses into the kiss with a smile.

"No. I guess not."

[tricky_angel]

He slid his fingers up into Sam's hair, holding him close for a moment before pulling away.

"Mmm good."

[willneversayyes]

Sam sinks back into his seat, smiling at the angel.

"You know what? I think I'll have a shot. Just one," he adds, just so Gabriel doesn't get too excited.

[tricky_angel]

He pouted playfully before motioning to a waitress. He asked for tequila, limes, and salt and thankfully she brought them all quickly.

"Give me your hand. I'm starting this one off."

[willneversayyes]

Sam offers his hand without hesitation, already knowing this is a bad idea. But he trusts Gabriel. Knows the angel won't let things get too out of hand.

[tricky_angel]

He pulled Sam's hand to him, sucking at the skin between his thumb and pointer finger. He winked as he sprinkled salt on the area before taking a shot, licking the salt from his skin, sucking for a split second and popping a wedge of lime in his mouth.