Supernatural Imagines

Over The Top Gabriel X Reader

Requested by Autumn_is_an_Angel Thank you! I have a little something to say in the Author's Notes. It would mean a lot to me if you could read it, thank you.

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"All that I am saying is that I don't approve."

"I don't need or want your approval, you are not my dad. "

"Yeah well I am older."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"I am older and wiser-"

"Wiser my ass!"

You couldn't hold your serious face any longer and you began laughing right in the middle of the very pressing conversation. Dean telling you he was wiser was the best joke you had heard all day! Honestly, out of all people, Dean was trying to give you relationship advice. Well, he was actually tying to make you part ways with your new boo, Gabriel the Archangel.

"(Y/N), I am serious-"

"Hi serious, I'm dad!" You teased once more while the fit of giggles continued. Even Sam who was in the other room heard the joke and let out a snort. The younger brother had been listening to the discussion the entire time, finding it quite entertaining.

Dean groaned and rubbed his temples, his attempts at persuading you were not going through.

"(Y/N), please. Gabriel is bad news and will end up hurting you sooner or later. The guy got the name Trickster for a reason, that should instantly be a red flag." Dean tried once more.

"Oh c'mon. I am not so inexperienced with guys that I need you telling me who to fuck or not." You rolled your eyes.

"You have dated human guys, not a fricken extraterrestrial being. Just be rational and think twice."

"Yeah, then Sam should really be the one giving me tips. Considering he screwed more monsters than-"

"Alright (Y/N), that is- we can just... just stop right there." Sam stepped in and halted the conversation.

You laughed and left for the kitchen, needing something to munch on before, unbeknownst of them, Gabe flew his cute ass in the bunker.  You were originally going to be secretive and hush hush about him coming over, but a better plan formulated in your diabolic mind of yours. A plan that you would also involve Sam in. You waited for the brothers to split up and be out of ear shot before you hunkered after Sam, making sure Dean didn't see you, just in case he got ideas about your ideas.

"Pssst Sammeh." You whispered creeping up behind the man who was clicking away at his laptop.

"Jesus (Y/N). What do you need?" Sam asked, obviously startled.

"Okay, don't tell Dean, but I need your help with something." You told him, sitting in the chair opposite from him.

Sam rubbed a hand down his cheek, his mind thinking of all the things that could possibly go wrong the second you asked for his help with this "something". He looked up at you, eyebrows raised. "Does it have to do with Gabriel?"

"Entirely."

"Dammit"

~Time Skip brought to you by 2017! Hopefully it won't be as fucked and shit filled as 2016!~

Dean was currently putting together his best sandwich that he could muster with limited supplies in the kitchen. He groaned, knowing that he would have to go for a food and beer run soon, winter was always the time of year that Winchesters, like many people, ate the most. Just as Dean was finishing up his masterpiece, he heard a pop followed by smacking lips.