All That Could Be

Sweet Treat

Supernatural fanfic
Gabe×reader

You are carefully leveling the teaspoon of pumpkin pie spice for your cupcakes. However that meticulous effort was down the drain when some one clear their throat behind you. You jump dumping the entire bottle of spices into the batter.

You spin around brandishing your batter covered spoon. You like being able to see the main part of your bakery from the kitchen. However when you are in the zone you can forget that that means your customers can. See you.

Your most frequent customer stares down at your apparently terrifying wooden spoon "Gabe!" You shout at his face " you made me ruin my pumpkin spice cupcakes!" He just stands there blinking at you. You sigh and toss the spoon into the bowl. Before escorting him back to Tue proper side of the counter.

You pour up two cups of coffee. Yo u give all of your customers complimentary coffee. You pour some cream and sugar into you cup before passing them to Gabe. Knowing Gabe there will be more sugar in his coffee then coffee. You know this because it happens nearly every day. He really has quite the sweet tooth.

"So...I hear there is some ruined cupcake batter back there." He smiles mischievously at you in his usual buoyant and almost flirty way.

"No." You state flatly before cracking a smile.

"Oh come on!" He whines. "At least let me lick he spoon?"

You shake your head disparagingly. But you grab the spoon off the other counter. "You'er a doll sugar cakes." He says. Except he doesn't just say it. He dips the words in chocolate and presents them to you on a silver plate. It was funny how happy food makes this cutie. You smile and blush. Of course you also turn around and get back to work so he doesn't notice.

He stands there sipping his coffee and making small talk. You continue to work while he talks To you. Soon you pop a batch of cookies into the oven dust you hands off on you apron and step put from behind the counter.

"Have a seat my fine feathered friend." You say to Gabe tiredly as you plop down in a chair. He sits across from you still talking about how glad he is its fall. You throw back you head and down your now cold coffee.

You lean back and close your eyes. You chill there for a little bit before you notice Gabe's motor mouth has stalled. You crack open an eyelid and catch him staring at you. He blushes and gets up to go grab a brownie off the display on the counter.

You just sit there. He knows what he is doing. He might as well work here. He also is very good about paying for all of the stuff he eats before he leaves. He is honest and can eat a batch or two of cupcakes in an hour so he is a good customer.

Gabe is also your favorite critic. Although he would never tell you it tastes bad. You stare at him watching his face carefully as he tries the last batch of coffee cookies you made. It is a new recipe and you are eager to see his reaction. He savors every bite.Some how he manages to cover his face in frosting. He is just adorable that way.

You get up to wipe his face off for him. Knowing Gabe he would walk out of the store in an hour and still be covered in sticky white frosting. You are dabbing at his face chuckling softly. You don't notice the scheming twinkle in his eye until he captures your hand. His soft warm hand engulfs your four dusted one.

"you know... it isn't just your sweet treats that keep me coming here?" despite his awkward wording your heart flutters into you throat. You smoother your inner-joy. Well you attempt to any way. You can feel a blush blazing behind your cheeks . Fortunately Gabe smiles taking that as a good sign. "I was hoping i could take you to dinner?