Gabriel x reader trash

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Your heart was still racing, and your small hands clinging on to Gabriel's shirt. He set you both down on the cheap motel bed. Your head falls into his chest, your arm was still bleeding. Blood trickled down your forearm and Onto the hard wooden floor. Gabriel gently touched your arm to heal you, before he pulled you in closer. Just knowing that you where safe and breathing brought him a sense of joy. Secretly he wished he could hold you like this forever, listening to your soft breath.
The silence in the room felt like hours, but it was interrupted by your trembling voice "thank you.." You trailed off almost breaking into a sob.
"I will always be there to keep you safe, sweetie it kills me every time you hurt." His voice desperate. He played with one of the (y/h/c) strands of your hair.

Gabriel gently washed away the blood from your pale skin, and you pulled you hair up.
He was so gentle with you, noticing how vulnerable you where. You left the room to change.You pulled on a oversized t-shirt and leggings before looking in the mirror. Seeing yourself like this filled you with disgust, weak. Your worst nightmare has come true. You sat staring at your self in the dingy mirror for a while before you noticed Gabriel stood at the door.
"I'm sorry you had to see me like that..." You stutter
"It's okay not to be strong all the time, you had the freaking right-" he stopped, grabbing your hand and pulling you closer to him.
"It's okay... your still badass" he smirked, brushing your cheek. You blush, because of the affection he showing you.
Your roll your eyes and let out a slight giggle. Gabriel sees this and his heart skips a beat.
"That gorgeous smile I love has returned" he chuckled.

"Gabriel can you stay with me until The boys get back" you plead dragging him to the bed and pulling him down. He chuckles again as you nuzzle your face into his chest.
"You mean till the winchesters return and kick my ass for touching you..." He pouts playfully, Starring into your big (y/e/c) orbs. Words could not describe how relived he was to see you smiling. After what felt like hours of laying there, he repositioned himself so your back was Against his chest. His soft lips laying a Kiss on you shoulder, before laying another on your neck. His lips softer than you'd imagined . However your breathing hitches in shock, and he immediately attempts to apologise.
"No...I...I..like..." You struggle as he scrambles to get up, you struggle and grab his arm in desperation."please..." Is the only word you could spit out, your now facing him. Noses almost touching.
"Are you sure", you nod unable to process anything before his lips are pressed against yours.
It was soft and but desperate. You paced one hand on his shoulder and he placed his hand on your Lower back. This  was actually happening an angel was kissing you. Reluctantly you slowly pull away and blush. His strong arms pull you in close, and he whispers incoherent words under his breath. Before gazing at you, with his whisky coloured eyes filled with awe.
"Do you think Sam and Dean will think I crossed the line?" He raises an eyebrow.You reply your voice thick with Sarcasm "There going to kick your ass..." He chuckles and you smile fiddling with his dark green shirt. "I'm petrified"