Spn Gabriel Imagines & Preferences

He's Not You

Gabriel, your best friend, helps you get ready for a date that ends up not going well anyway. On this date you realise the only person you wanted was Gabe.
______

I knew my brothers wouldn't let me go without a lecture and an interrogation first. So, I made sure they would be on a hunt on the day. Today was that day and I was stressing out. I had never been on a date before, after all. I don't even know why I agreed to it. I think I just panicked and said yes. I met him in a bar last week and we traded numbers. He asked me to go out with him over text and I said yes. But I forgot one tiny thing: I had no idea what to do, say or wear on a date. I needed help. Sam and Dean were out of the question. Cas would be absolutely useless (no offence). So, I really only had one option.

I was sitting at the library table, my face buried into my arms. "Gabe, I need you" I mumble. I had prayed to him many times, but I knew he would definitely make fun of me for this. So, I was a little reluctant. Soon I heard a flutter of wings, but didn't bother to lift my head. "Y/n?" He questions. I sigh before sitting up "What?". He chuckles "Are you okay? What did you need me for?". I blush a little and sigh "You know what? Nevermind, you can go". He smiles, walking over to the table "No, no. Don't do that. What is it?". I frown "Fine, but you can't make fun of me". He holds his hands up "I won't. What's wrong, honey?". I sigh "Okay... I have a date, tonight". He raises an eyebrow "I'm confused. What does this have to do with me? Why would I make fun of you for that? That's good, right?". I hum "Yeah, but I've... never been on a date before. I need your help". He smiles "What makes you think I can help with that?". I shrug "I don't. But consider my other options". He nods "Oh, good point. But seriously, you've never been on a date before? Like, ever?". "Like ever" I sigh. He chuckles "Well, I'll help where I can. The rest is up to you, though. First, how did this happen?". I smile "Well, after a successful hunt last week we went to a bar to celebrate. I met this guy, James. He seemed nice, so we traded numbers and two days later he asked me out. I said yes without thinking and I kinda forgot I had no idea what to do on dates". He chuckles "Sounds about right. I can see you are in desperate need of my help, sugar".

Later

I was sitting across from Gabriel in a black dress that he snapped into existence. I frown "Are you sure this looks okay?". He smiles "You look fine, honey. Relax". I sigh "Okay...". He hums "Okay, when you meet him at the restaurant there are a few things you should know first. If he brings flowers, sit down with him and have a nice time. If he doesn't have flowers, but seems happy to see you, sit down with him. However, if he didn't bring flowers and doesn't seem interested in you, just leave and don't ever contact him again. Also, if by chance you get there and it's not him, get out. Doesn't matter how, throw yourself out of the window if you have to. But just leave". I giggle a little "I'll try to remember that. But if it is him and I sit down with him, what do I talk about?". He smiles "Well, he is most likely going to start the conversation. He'll probably ask you a lot of questions. But you can always do the same. Get to know him a little better". I nod "Okay".
"Y/n, just be yourself and if he doesn't like that, he can go screw himself" He tells me, sensing my nerves. I smile a little "Thanks, Gabe". He nods wordlessly and I sigh "What do I do at the end of the date?". He hums "Well, if you had a good time you can tell him that and you would like to do it again, if you want to". "What if he wants to kiss me?" I mumble. He shakes his head "Never kiss on the first date. If he leans in, kiss him on the cheek and wish him a good night". I tilt my head a little "Why's that?". He shrugs "The first kiss is an important thing. It establishes your relationship and on the first date, it's pretty hard to tell if you're gonna get serious with them. Only exception is if you have known the person for a long time and know them well". I nod "That makes sense". He smiles, glancing at the time on my phone "You better get going. It's almost six". I sigh "Can you come with me?". He chuckles "Sorry, honey. That is where I leave you. I am no one's third wheel, thank you very much". I giggle a little "Can you at least drop me off?". He smiles softly "Sure". I stand up, grabbing my phone and I put it in my bag before standing up. He follows me.

Before he zapped us there, I hug him tightly. "Thank you" I mumble into his shoulder. He nods, returning my hug "I'd do anything for you, Y/n. You know that". He rubs my back a little as I look up at him. For a moment, time seemed to pause. "Ready?" He mumbles. I nod a little "Yeah...".

One minute we were in the bunker, the next we were outside the restaurant I was meeting James at. Gabriel let go of me and I suddenly felt a little cold. I frowned at the feeling, then shook my head. That was weird. I looked at him and he smiled at me "What are you waiting for? I'm not going in with you, kiddo. This is where I stop". I sigh "I know". He rubs my upper arm "You'll be fine, honey. You'll let me know how it goes after, yeah?". I nod "Yeah, of course". "Good" He replies softly before teleporting elsewhere. Well, it was now or never.

I walked into the restaurant and told the waitress at the door that I had a reservation. She nods and smiles "Ah, you're here with Mr Casey. Let me show you to the table, right this way". "Thank you" I reply before following her. She leads me to a table where James was waiting. He stood up when he saw me and smiled. I didn't see any flowers, but Gabe said the smile was still good, right? "Hey, there. How are you,
y/n?" He asks. I smile politely as the waitress leaves after placing a couple of menus on the table "I'm good, you?". He nods "Can't complain". We sit down and like Gabriel said, he started a conversation.

Later

Dinner was nice and James was a decent guy. But something didn't feel right. I let him hold my hand as we walked out of the restaurant. I was okay with that, but it felt wrong. I was confused. I let Gabriel hold my hand all the time. It felt normal. I didn't know why I kept comparing everything to Gabe. Of course it would be different, he was my best friend. I've only known James for a week. But it didn't feel right. His touch didn't give me the same warmth that Gabriel's did.

We were walking through a park when he said "This was really fun". I nod "Yeah, it was". It was true, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to do it again. "Can I kiss you?" He asks. Okay, Gabe didn't mention anything about this. But his words came screaming back to me. In fact, everything did. Including the little moment we had before we left and the feeling I got when he let go of my hand. I found myself shaking my head "No, I... I'm sorry. I can't". He nods "It's okay, I understand. But I suppose this is where this ends".

He lets go of my hand and I almost sighed in relief. "I'm gonna go. Will you be okay?" He asks. I nod "Yeah, I'll be fine. You can go home, it's fine". He spares a glance at me before starting to walk back the way we came. I sigh before going to sit on a nearby bench. It was very weird. I might not have been on a date before, but I was pretty sure I wasn't supposed to feel like this by the end of it. But I wasn't upset with James. It wasn't his fault. In fact, I didn't feel anything towards him. I didn't want him or anyone else... I wanted Gabriel. I didn't even realise I was crying until I heard someone say my name "Y/n?". I looked up to see Gabriel walking towards me. I tried to wipe my tears away "Gabe, how did you-". His expression softens "Don't mind that, sweetheart. Y/n, what happened?". I shrug "I...". He kneels in front of me "Y/n, tell me he didn't just leave you here like this". I shake my head "No, well... I mean he did. But it's okay, I wanted him to anyway". He frowns "That bad?". I sigh "No, it wasn't bad. It's just he's...". "What?" He replies, tilting his head. I started to cry again "I... I can't. Gabe...". "Hey, hey. Shh, don't cry. It's okay" He whispers, wiping my tears away with his thumb. "Tell me what's wrong, sweetie" He tells me softly. I sob "Gabe, you taught me everything to do on a date. But you didn't teach me what to do when I realise the guy isn't you". He furrowed his eyebrows "What?". I sniffle "I... I don't know how you feel. But being on this date made me realise I don't want to be with some random guy. I... want to be with you, Gabe".

His expression softens "Well, thank goodness for that". I frown "What?". He smiles
"Y/n, helping you with this date with another guy was killing me. It took everything in me not to run back to that restaurant". I look at him "Really?". He chuckles "Yes, I'm in love with you, y/n. Always have been". I smile shyly "I love you too, Gabe. I'm sorry it took me so long to realise it". He shakes his head "Nothing to apologise for, sweetheart". He moves to sit on the bench with me, then I lean into him and rest my head in the crook of his neck. He rubbed my arm soothingly, then kissed my head.
_________

- W.S