Supernatural BSM and DDM imagines

Do you love her

You are Castiels daughter, you are 18
Cas p.o.v
Lately Gabriel has been coming over a lot to spend time with y/n. They've both been acting weird around each other. He's coming over today so I'm gonna have Dean ask him if he loves her.
Time skip
Dean p.o.v
"Hey Cas" I said
"I need to ask you something" he said
"Shoot"
"Can you ask Gabriel if he loves y/n"
"Of course"
I walked to y/n's bedroom and knocked on the door.
"Come in" I heard her say
I opened the door and they were playing Just Dance. I laughed because y/n was beating him so bad.
"Can I talk to Gabriel real quick"
"Ya" she said pausing it
Gabriel walked into the hallway with me and I made sure y/n couldn't hear us.
"Do you love her" I said
He gave me that defeated look "guilty" he said looking away
"I knew it" Castiel said "it's ok I give you permission"
"Ya but I don't think she likes me back" he said
"She's already confessed" I said
"Why didn't you tell me" Castiel said glaring at me
"She didn't want me too" I said
"I'm gonna play matchmaker" Sam said out of nowhere
"Oh hell no you aren't" y/n said
She grabbed Gabriel arm and they were gone.
"Aaaaand she's gone" Cas said
Your p.o.v
I took Gabe to my hideout in a forest
"Did you hear everything" he said
"Yes" I said
He started rambling so I just kissed him. It didn't last long but after it we just sat down and talked. After awhile we made it official and I texted Sam.
You- we didn't need your matchmaking crap btw
Sam- screw you and I'm telling Dean and your dad
You- so they won't care
Sam- why are you always right
You- because I'm Y/n effing Novak
Sam- whatever
"Sam told them but they don't care" I said
"Awesome" he said
It was getting late about 11:37 so we went home and this time he decided to stay so we changed and got cuddled up. As soon as I closed my eyes I heard Dean and Cas open the door.
"Awwww" Dean said I tried not to laugh and I could tell Gabe could tell
"Shhhhh you'll wake them" dad said
I heard the door close and I peacefully went to sleep.