The reader is Sam and Dean's little sister and they send her to school while they're on a hunt and Gabriel shows up to save her from getting bullied. You know, something sad and then really fluffy and comforting and happy and adorable.
You sighed as your brother pulled up to your new school. You didn't even want to go, you'd told them numerous times to let you go on the hunt with them but they'd told you that you're not ready and education is important. You slowly grabbed all your stuff, wasting as much time as you could.
"You got everything you need? Your blade?" Dean asked you as you stepped out of the car slowly.
"Yes, Dean" You sighed. "You know it's not too late to just let me come on the hunt."
"I told you, Y/N, you're not going. You'll be fine here, okay?" He frowned "Don't forget to be careful when you walk back, call us if you need us." Dean pulled you close and kissed your head through the car window.
"Goodbye, Y/N. Good luck" You heard Sam call over from the passenger seat.
"Bye, guys." You sighed and waved as they drove away.
You walked up to the school, looking around. There was people everywhere and they were all different from you, they had expensive clothes and you had old jeans and an old band shirt of Dean's. You pulled your things closer to you when you noticed a group of boys laughing at you and ran inside.
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You thanked god as the lunch bell rang, you'd had enough of classes. You stood up and was about to walk out of the room after everyone else before a group of boys walked in, the same ones that were laughing at you earlier, backing you into a corner. You wrapped your arms around yourself and looked down, trying to make yourself as small as possible.
"Look, it's the new girl!" One boy said, pointed at you. "Where did you get your clothes from?" He laughed, coming closer to you. "Are you poor?"
"She is poor" Another boy said. "And ugly." The word ugly hit you hard and you started to cry and shake.
"You're so pathetic" A third boy called out.
"Disgusting." Another stated and you covered your hands over your ears and closed your eyes, crying harder as they threw more insults at you. You slide down onto the floor, hopelessly praying for help.
Suddenly, they all stopped and the room seemed a lot darker. You opened your eyes and looked up to see a man standing in front of you. He made the boys leave then turned to you, extending his hand. You gratefully accepted it, standing up. You wiped your eyes quickly.
"I'm sorry I couldn't get here faster, sweetie. Are you okay?" He asked, concerned.
"Y-Yeah" You stuttered. "W-Who are you?"
"Oh, I'm Gabriel" He answered, smiling. "And you're Y/N."
You nodded, still crying quietly.
"You shouldn't listen to anything any of those guys said, y'know, Y/N, I think you're an amazing person, don't let them get to you, cookie." He pulled you into a hug, rubbing your back soothingly. You slowly stopped crying, feeling a strange warmth wrap around you. You felt safer than you ever have in a while.
