Supernatural Oneshots English -CLOSED-

It's more than complicated

It's not like you didn't know any better. It's just the fact that you cannot tell your heart or mind what to do and that was going to be your biggest problem. You lived in a small apartment not down town, away from the crazy nights and drunk people. Your neighborhood was quiet and peacfull at some point. You were a hunter since the beginning because your parents were hunters and no they are not dead. You're not hunting out of revenge because some motherfuckers killed your family, no. You kill those bastards because they deserve to be killed.

You were in your young thirties when you first met the boys. Their dad was appearantly good friends with yours. So you talked,hang out, became friends, handled a job or two and everything was just fine until one other dude stepped into the duo you were dealing with. To be around two hot guys was challenging enough. It was a good thing you saw them as brothers but this dude was like holy mother of unicorns. He had greenish eyes, blond fluffy hair and was actually the only guy who looked hot with that stupid half smirk on his face. You were working a case in the bunker with the boys when this dude appeared out of no where just behind Dean. You jumped up immidiatly and pulled your gun, ready to shoot.

"Hello, Boys!....Chimmy Changa who is that beautiful chick?", he said very enthusiastically and you frowned.

"Who are you?", you barked and focused on every move he made. "Dean I think this is inapropriate...", he said and was joking? and you raised a brow. You thought Dean was an ass but this dude? "Y/N put the gun down. He is a friend. Well not really but he is not an enemy." It took you a few moments before you put your gun down back to it's place. You sat down slowely watching the new guy sceptically still ready to react.

"So much tension in her body..", the weird guy said and you furrowed your brows in defense. "Yeah maybe she would lighten up if you would introduce yourself and she could see you're not a threat.", Sam mumbled while scrolling down on his Laptop.

"I read somewhere that human beings loose tension when they reach their high point as known as an orgasm. Maybe I should...", he started but Dean cut him off immediatly as he recognized my gaze and where this was going.

"Just...just tell her your name, dumbass. My god.", he mumbled and added something else which you couldn't quiet understand.

"Well it is a pleasure to meet you Y/N. My name is Gabriel and I'm an angel of the lord...no threat as Sam said.", he introduced himself and kept staring at you. "Angel as in the archangel?", you said breathlessly and he shrugged it off. "The one and only. I'm flattered." "You know a freakin' Angel, an ARCHANGEL, and you never felt like...telling me?", you growled and looked at Dean and Sam who just shrugged.

"Was it important?", Dean asked and by the noises his Laptop made you could tell that he was not doing research. "Oh, I don't know maybe it would've been helpful here and there.", you said and threw a pen at both of them. "Jackasses.", you mumbled under your breath and glanced back to the angel which happened to be a mistake because you couldn't get your eyes off him.  He was weird, yes. But also cute and funny. After a longer staring contest Gabriel furrowed his brows and cleared awkwardly his thoat. That was your call to leave the room before your head exploded.

"I-I need a cold one. Anyone else?", you stuttered and stumbled your way into the kitchen facpalming yourself in your mind. What was happening? Stupid hot-looking angel guy. Y/N concentrate. You're on a job trying to save lifes. Be professional.

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That was the one thing you always told yourself to do when Gabe, as he told you to call him, was around and lately he was around alot. And since the brothers told you to stay away from him the tension between you two grew to an unbareable point. Also he started to block you out since the brothers had the talk with you. One night it was so frustrating that you couldn't get the angel out of your head you decided to go to a bar. You couldn't concentrate. your mind went to places you wouldn't want anyone to know. Well, maybe only one person...