Spn Gabriel Imagines & Preferences

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Tears started to well up in my eyes as I paced the floor anxiously and impatiently. "Y/n, I'm sure he's fine. Calm down" Sam speaks up. "You don't know that. He could be dead by now!" I reply. Dean sighs "He's an archangel, sweetheart. Has he ever really been dead before?". I frown, but don't say anything. Time began to go agonisingly slow as we waited for him to appear somewhere. I was starting to panic. I couldn't help it. I can't lose him, not again. Eventually, he does appear in the bunker. I immediately march up to him, tears streaming and all as I slap him hard. "Don't ever do that again" I sob. He quickly recovers from me hitting him and sighs "Y/n, I-". Interrupting him, I start to hit his chest out of frustration, fear and relief at the same time. He gently stops me "Hey, hey, hey. Shh, it's okay. Look, look at me. I'm okay, I'm not hurt". I frown, burying my face into his chest. He slowly wraps his arms around me, rubbing my back a little as I cry. "It's okay" He mumbles to me.

I let him teleport us both to my room. Tears still fall down my cheeks as I look at him. He gently wipes them away with his thumb. However, he could see they were tears of frustration and worry for him. He sighs "Have at it". I frown in confusion "What?". "Take it out on me. Hit me, kick me, whatever you want. It's okay, " he replies. "Gabe, I… I don't want to-" I start. He brushes his thumb over my cheek affectionately, giving me a small smile "I know, but you need to. It'll make you feel better, I'll feel better. Just go for it". I sigh "I don't want to hit you, Gabriel. That'll just make me feel worse. I just… need you to promise that you won't do anything like that again". He frowns, leaning a little closer "Y/n, I… I'm sorry. I can't make promises that I know I definitely won't keep. Especially when you're involved". I close my eyes as his forehead barely touches mine. "Y/n, look at me" He whispers. I open my eyes again, meeting his warm whiskey gaze. "I wish I could promise you that, but I can't. Not when you're the one caught in the crossfire. So, I can't promise that I won't do it again. Because I would in a heartbeat, a thousand times over. But I can promise that I won't ever let anything bad happen to you" He tells me. "Did it ever occur to you that I can't lose you? Not again… I can't do it again. Please, Gabriel. Don't make me go through that again" I reply, attempting to hold back tears but failing miserably. His expression softens. Then he takes both my hands. Brushing his thumb over my knuckles, he brings one of them up to his lips. I look at him curiously. "What can I do or say to convince you that it won't happen again?" He asks, his voice somewhere between a mumble and a sigh. I shrug "Promise that you won't do that again". He sighs heavily "Except that". Apparently surprising us both, I roughly shove him against the wall behind him. I was surprised that he let me and he probably just wasn't expecting it. 

He yelps "Woah, easy there. Careful on the goods, sweetheart. I'm precious cargo". I glare at him "Shut up. Gabriel, I'm not saying you can't protect me anymore. All I'm asking is for you not to throw yourself in front of a damn angel blade! I can't… I won't lose you again. Please". He looks at me, a pregnant pause in the air between us. His whiskey eyes flicker down my face. Then he sighs quietly "Alright, fine. I promise it won't happen again". I sigh in relief before grabbing the collar of his jacket and pulling him down to kiss him.

He quickly responds by kissing me back. He smirks against my lips "Damn, girl. Look at you all fired up. I should've done that a long time ago". I blush, but roll my eyes "In your dreams, feathers. If you do it again, I will beat you up". He chuckles "I'm counting on it, sweetheart".
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Sorry this one is a bit short, but I have lots of drafts. So, more will be coming. Hope you all liked it!

- WS