Spn Gabriel Imagines & Preferences

Stubborn

After a hunt that resulted in you recieving multiple wounds, Gabriel is left with the challenge of trying to convince you to let him heal you.
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"Y/n, get that pretty butt of yours back over here".

I roll my eyes at him "No. Gabe, I'm fine". He gives me a look, then crosses his arms over his chest "Alright, I will give you a thousand dollars right now if you can get off that table without collapsing". I was currently leaning against one of the tables in the library. I was in a lot of pain. But then again, I had just been beat up by a vampire. It had managed to cut me in a few places, I was pretty sure I had a bruised rib and my ankle had twisted when it pinned me down. But me being me, I was too stubborn to admit any of that, so I simply shrugged "Easy". For a split second I hesitated to let go of the table, but before I knew it I had already done it and if it weren't for Gabriel's quick reflexes, I surely would be on the floor. He wore a smug smirk on his face, looking down at me as he held me up "Yeah, that was easy, sugar". I pouted as he steadied me, his hand gently keeping a hold of my sleeve. He sighs "Honey, let's save us both some time and just let me heal you". My pout quickly turned into a glare "No way. Your angel glitter ain't getting anywhere near me, feathers". He chuckles "Adopted, my ass. You're definitely full Winchester, kiddo". I sigh heavily before letting go of him "I don't need you to heal me, Gabriel. I'll be fine". He sighs quietly as I walk... or, limp away from him. I went down the hallway to my room where I laid on my bed. The truth was, as much as I trusted him, I didn't trust angel grace at all. I didn't know enough about it. It made me nervous and a little frightened. None of my injuries needed stitching, but my torso and ankle hurt like hell. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, I knew that I definitely had a couple of bruised ribs. Damn vampires.
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Later

I must've fallen asleep without realising as I had woke up several hours later. But I had a good reason. My ribs hurt even more than they did earlier. I couldn't describe the pain, but it brought tears to my eyes when I tried to sit up. And in response to the pain I was in, I was close to screaming. With a shaky hand, I lifted my shirt up a little revealing a large, dark purple bruise that covered a lot of the left side of my torso. I winced, my body tensing up but that managed to hurt even more. And this time I did scream in pain. I had no idea what time it was, but I had a bit of an idea when my brothers came rushing in to my room, hair all over the place and weapons drawn. Followed by two angels.

"Y/n! Are you okay?" Sam asks. I groaned in response "Just peachy, Sammy!". I whimpered, holding back tears. I made eye contact with Gabriel and his expression softened as he realised what was happening. He went to touch me so that he could heal me, but I jumped away from his hand the second I knew what his intentions were. Which, of course, only brought me more pain. I looked up at him, my eyes wide with fear "No! Get the hell away from me, Gabriel!". He holds his hands up in surrender, swapping looks with my brothers and Cas. Dean frowns "Sweetheart, let him heal you. You're in a lot of pain right now". I glared at him "I'd rather die". Gabriel sighs "Guys, can I talk to Y/n alone?". With a few nods and "sure's", they left closing the door behind them.

Gabriel then sits on the edge of my bed, making me shuffle back a little. "Y/n, this is why I wanted to do this earlier. I need to heal you or you'll just get worse" He tells me. "Bite me, Gabriel" I snap. "Maybe later, babe" He flirts a little and I felt a blush appear on my cheeks. He chuckles softly in response "Y/n, can you at least let me make sure none of your injuries are infected?". I frown, shaking my head "No". "Oh, come on. I won't try anything, I promise" He replies. I look at him "Gabe, please. I don't want you to heal me". He tilted his head "Why not? Am I not your type?". I couldn't help but smile a little at his attempt to ease the tension between us "I just... what if something goes wrong?". He sits up, a little more serious "Like what?". I shrug "I don't know. Like... it accidentally kills me, or makes it worse, or the grace gets stuck in me somewhere forever". He frowns "Y/n, I promise you'll be safe. Nothing like that will happen, okay? Just... please let me heal you. I can make the pain stop". I tensed up when I felt him gently take my hand. "I won't hurt you, sweetheart. I promise, you'll be okay. I'm not gonna hurt you" He whispers, rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. A tear slipped down my cheek at the amount of pain I was in. His eyes held a soft look in them that I knew I could trust. But I was terrified and he knew it. "There's absolutely nothing to be afraid of, Y/n. You'll be okay" He promises, now drawing circles on my hand with his finger in attempt to calm me down.

I whimper "Gabe, make it stop. It hurts so much". He nods "Okay, honey. Here, come here". He moves himself closer to me and sighs softly. I flinched, making him look at me "It's okay. Do you think you could remove your shirt for me?". I blush a little, but slowly do as told, wincing when I accidentally brushed over my bruise. When Gabriel saw the state of my torso, he gasped a little "Oh, y/n". A little noise managed to escape my lips as he brought his hand closer to the bruised area. He lifted his head to meet my gaze. I was trying very hard not to flinch away from him. He smiles slightly "Hey, sweetheart. You're doing so well. You are so brave". It wasn't much, but it brought my attention to him instead of focusing on what he was doing. I didn't mind the praise. "That's it, good job. Just look at me" He mumbles. Not even noticing the lack of pain in my torso, I leaned in to rest my forehead on his shoulder. He hums into my ear, whispering sweet nothings "That's my girl. You're okay, I've got you". Then he started whispering in Enochian. Of course, I couldn't understand what he was saying but his gentle voice soothed me. His fingers softly stroked my hair, hushing me.

"Shh, shh. There, all done now. You did so well, gorgeous" He tells me. I sit up to look at him, only to realise that all the pain from before is gone, as is the bruise and all the cuts. I furrowed my eyebrows "I... I didn't even feel anything". He smiles softly, twirling a strand of my hair around his fingers "See? Nothing to be afraid of". My hand seemed to be locked on his jacket sleeve for the moment, but he didn't look bothered by it. In fact, I wasn't sure if he even noticed. He was busy doting on me, showering me with compliments, praise and kisses. It felt a little like he was babying me, but I didn't hate the things he was saying. So, I allowed it.

After a while, he hums "So... from now on, you'll let me heal you?". I shrug "I just won't get hurt ever again". He chuckles "Good plan, gorgeous. But, unfortunately, that won't happen because you are the most reckless, least careful person I know". I sigh "Okay... but only you're allowed to heal me". He grins "Wow, I must be special then". He kisses my cheek, making me giggle and he chuckles softly in response. "Gabe, can you stay with me?". He nods "Of course I can". I move back to sit against my headboard and Gabe quickly follows. He leans over me on all fours before gently resting his forehead against mine. "I love you so much" He whispers. "Love you too, Gabriel" I mumble "I'm sorry I shouted at you". He sighs "It's okay, I get it. Don't be sorry, gorgeous. I'm sorry I scared you". He leans in to kiss me sweetly. It only lasted a few seconds, but he was gentle and it felt nice. Before I could kiss him back, he pulled away. I wasn't happy about that. I grabbed the collar of his jacket, pulling him back down so I could kiss him. He chuckles softly against my lips before kissing me back. This time it lasted longer, but when we pulled away it felt more intimate. My heart raced as he looked into my eyes. Then he gives me a soft smile before mumbling "You know I'm yours, right?". I nod a little "You tell me that every day, Gabe. So, yes. I think I know that by now". He chuckles "Way to ruin the moment". I shrug "That's my specialty". He smiles, shaking his head "And somehow I love you even more".
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- W.S