The Angel's Amour (SPN Poly (Arch)Angels x Fem!Reader)

VI

The six angels met once more, you seated upon your living room chair as Lucifer rested against the wall, Castiel and Balthazar upon the couch next to Gabriel, while Gadreel stood by the other wall of the room, Michael with his arms crossed in the middle of the room. Silence fell over the seven of you as everyone had waited for one of them to speak out, someone to come up with a solution for their current debacle. Gabriel had been the closest the last they were all in the same room, the day they had saved you, but no one had been in proper spirits to do more than simply get along in the same setting.

You hadn't desired to choose, you said that day, and each angel knew this to be so. Equal love for all six of them had been rare, surely, and yet, it had to have some sort of solution. Lucifer's blue hues shifted over Gabriel, while Gabriel's gaze shifted over to Gadreel, and this behavior seemed to spread throughout the room, before all eyes landed back upon their beloved, upon you. Their gazes had been layered with a hint of concern, and yet, there was something that nearly seemed like a solution embedded in their gazes. Acceptance.

You dragged your teeth over your bottom lip as your stomach churned. There was one thing you could not help wanting to say, but as you thought it, you could not help concerning. "What if..." you started, before swallowing thickly. The angels, the archangels; they may have gotten along a bit in efforts to keep you happy, but what happened last time had been concerning. The words died on your tongue.

"What if we all were to date Y/N?" Gadreel offered, the words that had died on your tongue out in the open from the least likely of angels to speak them.

Your breath caught in your throat as you watched the expressions upon each angels face. Lucifer's had surely been the most concerning, contemplative in a way that you were sure you had never seen him to be. Michael had been another you could not help worrying would turn down such an offer immediately so.

"It could work," Lucifer spoke finally, a wry smirk tugging upon his lips. "I mean, I'm not about to let any of you outshine me, but I swear to Dad...it could actually work."

Michael had looked as if he were about to shut down his brother's words, before he bit his lip. "I suppose it would be the best solution," Michael spoke, swallowing thick. "If Y/N is able to love us equally, it would be selfish of us to make her choose one."

"This could be fun," Gabriel agreed, a hint of mischief in his tone, before his whiskey hues flickered over to you. "What do you say, Sugar?"

"I..." you breathed a sigh of relief, your heart no longer tight in your chest as you had realized how genuine they all had been. Though Cass had seemed the slightest bit contemplative, you had been unsure what he spoke to Balthazar before the angel's hand rested upon the other's shoulder, a grin slowly spreading to his lips. The news had come to you like a summer rain, the acceptance of your six lovers. There had been so many things you wished to know, the thought of how you would divide your time amongst them, but none of it had mattered in that moment. In that moment, all that had mattered was the fact that there was no longer strife between them. "I would be overjoyed." Your words had been the slightest bit bashful, a hint of blush against your cheeks as you stood to your feet. "As long as it's okay with all of you, of course."

"I would hazard to think of anything better," Balthazar chimed, his French accent smooth, calming as he emphasized his point with the motion of his hand.

"I'm sure you're making the poor girl nervous just surrounding her like this," Lucifer chuckled out as he pushed himself from the wall, slinking his arms around your waist as he pulled you into them. He pressed a mute kiss upon the crown of your head, humming softly. "Better, Beautiful?"

You couldn't help melting into his arms as you nodded sheepishly, though it hadn't been long that you languished in Lucifer's arms before Gabriel tugged you from his grasp playfully. "Can't keep our girlfriend all to yourself," Gabriel hummed wryly as he spun you into his arms, pressing a sweet kiss against your cheek.

"The same goes for you," Balthazar was quick to chime in as he grasped your hand, pressing a soft kiss upon your knuckle before stealing you from Gabriel to twirl into Castiel's flustered arms.

Once Castiel had managed to get over his fluster, he pressed a mute kiss against your cheek, his scruff tickling your skin as you grinned. "Thank you," he graveled out, and warmth spread in your chest.

"I look forward to being able to take you on real dates, my dear," Michael chimed in, brushing his hand down your y/h/c locks as a smile tugged upon his lips. "I loathe to think of what my brothers will take you to, but I promise you nothing but the best."

"Nothing but the best," Gadreel spoke as he bit his lip, walking up to you as Castiel had let you free of his arms. "That is what you deserve for being our savior, in one way or another." As he spoke, he caught your chin in his hand, brushing his thumb against your cheekbone. Gently, Gadreel leaned down and pressed a soft, chaste kiss against your lips, something you had melted into immediately.

The moment itself hadn't lasted long as Lucifer bantered out, "Hey, I want a kiss, too, Beautiful."

You weren't sure exactly how it was the seven of you would properly distribute dates, distribute time, but their soft bickering had been heartwarming in comparison to their actual fighting. Chest warm, full, you relished in the warmth of your lovers, your six angel boyfriends. It surely wouldn't be easy, but you couldn't help your excitement for what would be to come.