Supernatural Imagines & Preferences

Gabriel Imagine

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You were bored as usual. Hanging with the Winchesters wasn't always a plus, especially when they wanted you to research all day. It painfully reminded you of school and you thought you got out of the research part when you dropped out.

You sighed and opened the door to your room, thinking that you would catch a great long nap. Only, a long hallway with people in white doctor coats roamed around.

Your eyes widened as you shut the door again and opened it, revealing a crime scene at night. What the hell was going on?!

You opened your mouth to cry out for help but a familiar angel appeared in front of you: Gabriel.

His lopsided smile caught you off guard and your mouth fell slack.

"What are you doing, Gabe?" You ask finally. He smirks and turns around the dark room. "This is TV Land."

You frown. Last time that happened to the brothers, it ended in him in an oil circle. Then it was funny but since that incident you had started to actually hang with the archangel a bit more. You couldn't tell if you liked him more than you should, but currently playing his little games seemed okay.

"Don't look so glum, you said you were bored."

"I didn't say that."

"Oh," His cheeks turn a nice rosy color. Was he blushing?! "Well I read your mind I guess."

He then zapped away and you cautiously stepped into his world, the door behind you morphing into a large tree. You were dressed as a detective- or along with lines of one- sunglasses morphing into your hands. There was a guy beside you, you're guessing your partner.

You two look at each other and you can tell its Gabe by the color of his eyes. Did that sound creepy? Shit, you forgot he could read your mind...

You look down at the bloody scene and someone else calls your name. Deciding to play along, you walk over to the officer who explains the situation.

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Later that night, Gabe has you pressed against a wall, hot lips running down your neck. Okay, so it wasn't Gabe but it was Dr.Sexy and you're pretty sure Gabriel would make himself the main character in a TV show- not that you were complaining.

After a heated make out session there's a knock on the door. Gabriel pulls away, chest heaving. You smirk, loving that you had that affect on him.

Another knock came and he left you, his false land dissipating into your room. No sooner than he had left before Dean came in, holding a bag of what you guessed was junk food.

He looks at you strange- probably because you can't breathe that well right now- before setting the bag down. Dean opens his mouth but doesn't say anything, then retreats and leaves you rummaging through what just happened with you and Gabe.