So I'm still all Christmassy and shit and I hadn't written this earlier. For YellowEyedDemon4699 as a gift for being the twenty fifth reviewer on my story HEANS.

Sam chuckled as he hung mistletoe in the last doorway. He'd ensure they had to kiss this year. It was about time, how long had they been eyefucking and denying their feelings now? Years, and Sam was sick of it.

This year he'd fix that. This year he'd catch them. This year-"

"Hey Sammy." The voice shocked Sam so much that he yelped and fell off the stool. The offender caught him with a quick, "Woah their Sammy."

"Gabriel! What're you- shit." Sam glared at the mistletoe he'd just hung. He turned his glare on Gabriel.

Raising his hands in surrender Gabriel said, "What'd I do? Stop glaring angel blades at me," he pointed.

"Look up you ass."

Gabriel looked up. "Ooh." He blinked and smirked at Sam. "We kiss now, am I right."

"Fuck you."

"You'd like to wouldn't you?" Gabriel grinned cockily.

Sam pulled him into a quick, sloppy kiss and stormed off with Gabriel tagging along. "Oh, now what's the fun in that Sammy? Can't you do a proper kiss?"

Mistletoe sprouted above Sam's head and he cursed when the doors wouldn't open. "You know what Gabriel? I'm getting sick of your-"

He was cut off when Gabriel grabbed his jaw gently and pressed an equally soft kiss to the taller's lips. Sam wouldn't admit that he liked the kiss and he definitely wouldn't admit that he let out a soft whimper when Gabriel pulled away. "See? That's better."

Sam flushed bright red. "I'm sorry your royal jackassery." He glared up at the mistletoe halfheartedly and made a silent vow that he'd catch Gabriel under it again next year.

Haha, short. Sorry. I hope you enjoyed this! I admit that I struggle with writing Sam... ~Cat.