Supernatural Imagines

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Can you possibly do an imagine where youre friends with dean and sam and you end up meeting gabriel and you fall for him and he feels the same?

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Hi! I’m sorry for the wait. I hope this is what you were after.

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You stormed out of your bedroom in the bunker. “I swear to God, if you two don’t shut up, I’m going to rip -” Your words were cut short by the third man standing in the kitchen with the Winchesters.

“Oh. Hi,” you said awkwardly, very aware that your hair was a mess and that you were only wearing tatty old pyjamas.

“Hey, sweetheart,” the attractive stranger replied.

“I’m Y/N,” you told him, extending your hand.

“Gabriel.” But instead of shaking your hand, he brought it to his mouth, leaving a kiss there.

A dark flush spread across your cheeks and you tried to cover it up with a change of subject.

“So…what brings you to be standing in our kitchen at 7 o'clock on a Saturday morning? Talking loud enough to wake the dead, I might add. And me.”

“Sorry about that,” he apologised, eyes holding yours for a moment.

“Uh, guys?” Sam asked.

“Wh-what?” you stuttered, turning your attention to the Winchesters.

“We were just discussing some things with Gabriel about the situation in Heaven,” Dean explained.

“So you’re a hunter too?”

“A little more than that,” Gabriel replied. You frowned in confusion.

“He’s one of the douchebag angels.”

“Dean!” Sam hissed.

“Yes, Dean. Listen to your brother. I don’t have to help you, you know. Pissing me off won’t do you any favours.”

“Well how about I kill you a hundred times in a row and we’ll see how you like it?” Dean suggested aggressively.

“Did you do that to him?” you gasped.

Gabriel waved off your concerns. “It’s a long story. But it’s resolved now.” He turned back to Sam and Dean. “So shall we get back to our discussion or should I just leave?”

Dean clenched his jaw before replying. “Fine. I’ll play along. But don’t think this means we’re friends or anything.”

“You know what? I’m just gonna go back to bed. Try to keep the noise down this time,” you told them, turning towards the door.

“Sweet dreams,” Gabriel told you. You glanced up at him, trying to work out if he was being sarcastic, but his expression looked genuine.

“Um, I will,” you replied, leaving the room. As you did, you could’ve sworn you felt his eyes following you.

When you got back into bed, you had trouble calming down the butterflies in your stomach.

“For goodness sake,” you muttered, ramming the pillow over your head to put you thoughts to a halt. “You just met him. Pull yourself together!”

You drifted off, and a mischievous smile haunted your dreams.

When you finally woke up again, it was 10 o'clock, a much more reasonable hour than the time you’d been woken at earlier.

You stumbled into the kitchen, surprised to find the bunker so quiet.

“Sam and Dean went out to question some people,” a voice said from the doorway.

You spun around, closing the fridge door.

“I didn’t realise you were still here,” you told Gabriel. “How come the Winchesters let you stay?”

“Let’s just say that I hold a great deal more power than they do,” he replied. “Plus, there’s something that I wanted to do.”

“Oh?” you asked, your heart faltering. “And what would that be?”

“This.” Gabriel crossed the room in a couple of strides and placed his hands on your hips. Holding you against him, he leaned down to place a kiss to your lips.

“What was that?” you breathed.

“I believe if you consulted a dictionary, it would say-”

“No,” you interrupted, “what I meant was why.”

“You’re beautiful,” Gabriel answered. “And I think I like you.”

“Really?”

“Really,” he confirmed. “We should definitely go out on a date sometime.”

You laughed at his confidence. “Well, if you insist,” you teased, drawing him towards you for another shot.

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