You made your way to the library, hearing the brothers talking to someone. Your mind quickly shifted gears as you found Gabriel sitting at a table with the brothers giving him stern looks. Everyone turned their attention to you as you stumbled into the room, suddenly feeling small.
“Ah, (Y/N).” Gabriel piped up, sending you a warm smile.
“Hey, (Y/N) do you think help us out?” Dean took a step towards you.
With quick thought you picked up a large dusty book, holding it upside down. “Just here to get a book.” You stood there awkwardly for a moment before leaving, giving them a slight nod. You thought you heard one of the brothers call out to you, but you shut your door, hoping they would leave you alone.
Thankfully, you spent the rest of the evening with no interruptions. And the next morning you found that the brothers had left for a hunt and left a note listing some things you could do for them.
As you came back from a supply run, you found Gabriel sitting in one of the leather chairs with his feet propped up. You turned sharply towards the kitchen before he appeared in the doorway, blocking your path.
“Hey cupcake.” He leaned against the frame with those divine golden whiskey eyes of his. You bit your lower lip, fidgeting where you stood, trying to find something to say. “What? Cat got your tongue?” He chuckled, making your face turn a deep shade of red.
“Excuse me.” You mumbled out, slipping past him without touching him. You set the bags of food on the counter before putting them away. You knew Gabriel was still there, watching your every movement. You glanced back up at him, accidently dropping Dean’s pie with a loud thud. You were about to bend down and pick it up, but Gabriel beat you to it. He snapped his fingers and the box was intact once again.
“Thanks.” You gave him an awkward smile as you put the pie in the fridge.
“Anytime.” He placed his hand on your back, making you shiver under his touch. His hand dropped to his side as he let out a fake cough. “Well, I guess I should get going. Dean just wanted me to check up on you.” You nodded slowly, staring towards the floor as he slowly moved out of the kitchen. “See again, sometime?”
“Sure.” You turned your back towards him to hide your blushing face. Being that close to him was a little too much to handle. His touch was warm and those eyes. Oh, how they made you melt and fall weak. But, everytime he was near, you felt your breath hitch and your body go rigid.
You turned around, wanting to say something else, but he was already gone. The rest of the day was silent, until you heard the brothers come back from their hunt. You greeted them and then went back to your room to read one of your favorite books.
A growl from your stomach sounded in your quiet room. Peeling your blanket off of your lower half, you scooted out of bed, leaving the book behind. With soft steps you headed towards the kitchen, stopping at the voices of the brothers and Gabriel in the library.
“Does (Y/N) say anything about me?” The archangel asked.
“Like what?” Sam’s voice chimed in.
“Well, it seems to me that she hates me or something. Did I do something wrong? I mean I can understand why you two knuckleheads would dislike me…..” There was a sadness to his words.
“No. Should she?” Dean remarked.
“Dean.” You could tell Sam was giving him one of his famous bitch-face.
“What?”
“Look, I was just wondering.” Gabe held up his hands.
“Why do you care so much?” Sam questioned. You stood still, peering into the library slightly as Gabriel stared up at the boys.
The archangel rubbed the back of his head, chuckling softly to himself. “I like her. That’s why. But, I feel like maybe I should give up if she doesn’t like me back.” You let out a small gasp, feeling your stomach tense. “(Y/N)?” Apparently Gabriel heard you, moving towards where you stood. You kept part of your body hide, keeping your eyes down, as the archangel was about a foot away. Sam and Dean decided to leave, giving the two of you space.
“Hey.” Your voice was barely audible.
“Hey.” He paused, trying to look into your eyes. “Heard all of that, huh?”
“Yeah.” Your cheeks turned a bright pink.
“So…listen, I understand if-”
“Wait.” You moved around the corner to be in clear view. “I like you too.”
“Really?” His eyebrows shot up, taken back.
“I’m just….umm….sorry...I just don’t normally do this sorta thing. I….” Your voice trailed off as his whiskey eyes put you in a trance. Suddenly you felt your knees grow weak and your cheeks heat up. “I didn’t want Sam and Dean to find out...because they’d never let me hear the end of it. But I really do like you...I just sometimes get shy, I guess...you know how it is….but-”
Gabriel cut you off with a light kiss on the lips, placing a hand on your lower back. You leaned into his touch, your mind going blank. When he pulled back you looked back up to those beautiful eyes of his.
“It’s so cute when you get all nervous and ramble.” He chuckled lightly, bopping your nose. You wrinkled your nose with a small smile. “Now how about we go eat some sweets.”
“Sure.” You walked towards the kitchen next to Gabe.
