Supernatural Imagines/Preferences

Highschool AU- Gabriel

Had to make up Gabes parents in this one! Sorry for any mistakes, I didn't have time to proofread.

"Get in the car, sweetheart. We're going to mines to watch Netflix" Gabe says smoothly, opening the cars door for me as we exit the fastood we just had our lunch at. The two of us have been together for over a year now, and to be honest, it's been the best year of my life so far.

We arrive at his house a little past 6pm, seeing no cars in the driveway which means that his parents aren't home yet.

Many parents would probably disapprove of two teenagers being alone at a place that has condoms and a bed at hand, but his parents are pretty chill and love me. Plus, sleepovers are allowed and twice as much fun with the previous objects mentioned.

He opens the door for me with a wink and I go to switch on the light in the livingroom. He closes the door behind me as I take my shoes off and hang my coat on the coat hanger. I'm here so often that I even have a few spare clothes here.

"What movie do you want to watch?" He asks, walking into the kitchen to make some popcorn. I'm sort of in the mood for horror, I guess. I walk behind him and open the cupboard to the far left, getting a salt shaker and handing it to him.

I've been to his house so much throughout the past year, that I actually know where his mom keeps everything. Sometimes I even help her with the cleaning and cooking. She adores me, to mines and Gabes relief.

"What about Friday the 13th? Classic." I say, opening the microwave to get the popcorn out. He looks at me with a questioning glance. What? It's a great movie and I quite like it.

"No way. Lame movie. Old as fuck as well. How about Nightmare Before Christmas?" He suggests, grabbing the popcorn from me. He sets it down on the counter and goes to the red fridge, taking out a block of butter. I hand him a knife so he can cut it up. Really? I'm all up for any Tim Burton movie, but something with a little more blood and gore would be good.

"Whatever. Good enough for me. Don't put too much butter on though" I comment, stepping aside so he can do his work.

He cuts a resonable sized block, and before I even realise what's going on, he smears it all over my face with a chuckle. What the hell, Gabe! My eyes widen, and I immediately start wiping the salty mess off my face.

I go to wipe it back into his face, but he grabs my wrists in his hands. He backs me up against the wall, pushes me against it roughly and lifts my arms above my head, pining them there. Gabe moves in close to my face, smirking. "Wanna try that again, sweetheart?" He whispers in a low voice, his thumb stroking along my palms.

I gulp, looking across his godlike features. Even after a year, the spark is still here. And that's what I love.

We hear the rustling of keys, followed by the front door opening. We quickly pull apart and he goes back to cutting the butter while I try to wipe off any excess butter.

"Oh, hi (Y/N)! I didn't know you were coming over today. Make yourself at home." Casey, Gabes mom smiles at me, setting her shopping on the kitchen counter. I smile back at her, and glare at Gabriel as soon as she walks out of the room.

He walks towards me, a smirk on his lips as he kisses the side of my mouth. As he pulls away, I give him a confused look. What was that for? Yes, he's a tease, but this still isn't like this.

"You had some butter left over. Why are you so clumsy, (Y/N)?" He asks, mocking me in his most annoying voice. This earns him a middle finger and popcorn being thrown at his face.

This is going to be a long night.