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Flattery Gets You Everywhere

Request: Hi there! I’ve seen requests were opened, so if I’m not late. I wanted to ask if you could do Gabriel x reader, where reader meets the archangel for the first time and is totally fangirling (if not drooling) over him. And right away, he appreciates her strange behavior and asks her out

Author: Holly

Warnings: None, I don’t think

Characters: Y/N, Gabriel, Dean, Castiel, Sam

Word Count: 1,314

Y/N = Your Name

“Is this necessary?” You asked with a grimace, flicking your hands to get the splashes of oil off. “Why can’t Cas just, you know, do his diplomacy thing?”

“Cas? Diplomacy?” Dean snorted and capped the gallon of holy oil, then shoved it back into his car’s trunk. “Look, we’re summoning a douche. I want to make sure he’s trapped under threat of angel barbeque before he can do any douchey things.”

“… So what you’re saying is you’ve tried to kill him before and he’s understandably sour about it,” you interpreted. In your experience, angels are usually jerks, but not without being prompted. The angels that allied with you for the sake of humans and Team Free Will weren’t likely to do any harm.

“No,” Dean started to say.

Castiel tipped his head at Dean. “Haven’t you stabbed him through the heart twice?”

“At least,” Dean coughed, somewhat proud. “He had it coming.”

You shook your head. Dean may have no respect for angels, but you do. You have to. Your family had been religious and you carried those values. Since you were thrusted into a life of hunting, you’d learned that angels, unfortunately, aren’t all they’re cracked up to be; but some of them, like Cas and Hannah and Balthazar, do deserve respect. Their power is awesome, regardless of what it’s used for, and they were created by God to serve a purpose. Angels deserved at least a level of respect to start with. You reserve your right to lose that respect, but only if they turn out to be like Zachariah.

“Let’s just get it over with,” Sam huffed, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms defensively. Apparently the angel they wanted to summon had a bit of a history with the Winchesters, although they assured you that he wouldn’t take it out on you. According to the younger brother, this ally had a very strong sense of karma, so you were comforted by the knowledge that you wouldn’t be screwed over by the brother’s violent tendencies.

Dean clapped his hands together and rubbed his palms, then cleared his throat. Loudly, he started to pray. “Gabriel, who art runneth his ass anywhere but Heaven,” he said, mocking the old English style of scripture.

You snapped your head around to Cas. “Gabriel? That’s who we’re summoning, the archangel?” You could barely believe it – sure, it had occurred to you that he was real, but… oh, wow, oh, wow…

Between one blink and the next, there was a fifth person standing amongst your small party. He snapped his fingers, irately interrupting Dean. “Alrighty then, bucko, I’ve heard enough.”

You stared. You couldn’t help it – this was Gabriel, an archangel, an archangel who wasn’t a total asshole hell-bent on destroying the world. Michael and Raphael had been angels you looked up to, and they had been such disappointments. When you asked about Gabriel, Raphael had told you he was dead. Now you realized he must’ve just been presumed dead. He was a blond, which you supposed matched up with the stained-glass representations you were familiar with, but that was about all. There was no sash, no archaic horn, and no long, curling locks of hair. His blond was dark and almost brown, he had on very modern jeans, and a canvas jacket which looked well-worn and slightly big for him. What you really liked, though, were the eyes – no human you ever knew had eyes that close to the color of molten gold.

Dean scowled at Gabriel with familiarity. You were just shocked silent. “You’re supposed to be there,” he griped, pointing emphatically into the circle of holy oil. Without it being on fire, it just glistened on the ground.

“I’ve fallen for that one already, Dean-o,” Gabriel scoffed, looking insulted. “I know you two run around making the same mistakes a hundred times in a row,” he said, sending a sidelong glare at Sam. Sam’s expression became stonier – there was a meaning there that you didn’t understand. “But some of us try to rub our brain cells together a little more vigorously.”

Gabriel looked around at his summoners with narrowed eyes. His expression lightened only a touch when he saw Cas and nodded to him. “Cassie.” Castiel’s lips tightened slightly but he didn’t audibly object to the nickname. Gabriel’s eyes settled on you a second later and you felt awash in uncertainty and awe. The archangels were the most responsible, most powerful, and most awesome, in the original sense of the word. And you had one surveying you, unsure what exactly to make of you, your little human self. “You picked up another stray?”

“I’m Y/N,” you introduced yourself quickly, shoving some loose hair back behind your ear. Part of you wanted to shake hands but the stronger part was rooted to the spot, inspired and a little bit intimidated. “You’re… wow. Oh, wow,” you just said your broken-record thought process out loud, then blushed a little bit.

Gabriel smirked at you. It was confident, not totally sincere, but it was also friendly and lacked any offensiveness. “Now you can have permission to say my name.” He winked at you and you felt a little lightheaded. The Archangel Gabriel is flirting with you.

“You –“ You spluttered and knew you were embarrassing yourself. Sam looked sympathetically embarrassed and Dean muttered an ‘oh, jeez.’ “You told Mary – and-“

“I did,” he said thoughtfully, turning reminiscent. “She was such a lovely girl, too. Real pity about the whole unplanned pregnancy thing. Joseph didn’t believe her at first and almost left. Not that they had fantastic sex ed at the time, but even they could put two and two together. Well.” The smirk playing over his lips became more mischievous. “At least, they could put a-“

“Gabriel,” Castiel snapped, a little mortified.

You didn’t care about how vulgar things almost got. You were just so pleased to be speaking with him, and so impressed. You felt honored to be hearing firsthand about how the Virgin Mary received her enlightenment.

Gabriel sauntered over to you slowly, gracefully skirting the ring of holy oil so he didn’t get locked inside it. Dean quietly complained and chucked the lit match he’d been holding behind his back off into the grass and stomped on it to put out the flame. The angel peered at you intently and you felt like your entire soul had been bared; you held your breath.

“It’s been a long time since I actually met a fan,” he said conversationally, hands behind his back, standing there with poise and ease. “My social calls are usually more for attempted murder and revenge. This is a change.”

You had to remind yourself to breathe evenly. “Um, thank you for coming,” you said, remembering your manners and nearly kicking yourself. “We’re sorry to bother you-“

“Am not!” Dean indignantly called.

Gabriel waved Dean off. “Don’t worry about it, sugar,” he said, “Meeting you makes the trip worthwhile.” Your eyes widened and your blush deepened. If your face got any redder, you were going to pass out. “Though it’d be better if Thing One and Thing Two and Thing Three weren’t all eavesdropping. Why don’t we take it somewhere just us?”

You gaped at him, and, forcing your body to catch up with your screaming brain, you nodded fervently. Having his interest was an incredible compliment, and being alone with him, getting the chance to know this being and to pick his brain a little-

“Yes!”

Gabriel smiled at you, his demeanor losing its intensity. He turned so he was standing beside you and put his arm around your shoulders, which gave you an immediate, tiny thrill of static. “You bozos have a good time twiddling your thumbs. Me and Y/N are gonna go have some fun and maybe talk some shop.” He winked. “I’ll bring ‘em back in one piece.”

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