Gabriel didn't mean to ruin Thanksgiving diner, it just happened. His mother, Naomi, said some homophobic things and Cassie wasn't going to defend himself. You would think after having three of eight children come out to her she would be less judgmental. Alas, she was still a homophobic bitch.
Her three sons that were out dealt with their mother in different ways. Michael had stopped coming to celebrate holidays with the family all together, but Castiel insisted on still going, almost always dragging an unwilling Gabriel along. It wasn't always like this, there was a time where Michael had played mother's son, Gabriel was running away, and Castiel was the rebel holed up in his room hiding away from the chaos that was known as Sunday dinner. Things had changed since then. They'd grown up.
On this particular sunny Thanksgiving afternoon, Gabriel was sitting around the table with his siblings, Castiel, Raphael, Uriel, Balthazar, Samandriel, Anna, and their mother when someone made a comment about Michael not being there. Soon the homophobic bitch was ranting about her ungrateful children. She angrily cut up her meal as she went on and on about how Michael had been lost to the terrible gays who were all going to hell.
Gabriel set down his silverware and gave his mother his best bitch face. "You do realize we're right here, right?" He asked, one eyebrow raised.
He had heard his mother ramble on about 'the terrible gays' too many times for it to really sting anymore, but it still annoyed him and he'd put up with it for far too long.
"Yes! That's the problem. We let Castiel in our house even though he's infected Michael with his disease. He's a fa-"
Gabriel lost it. She could make comments about Michael and him all she wanted, but Cassie was his baby brother, one of the few things in this world he truly cared for. He jolted out of his chair, sending it toppling backwards, and slammed the palms of his hands on the table. He barely noticed the sting of pain that went from the table through his wrists, he was so consumed by anger. Anger he had held inside for years. In that moment he let it out, like a dam breaking, releasing thousands of gallons of water.
"Mother! Being gay, or pan, or bi is not a disease. It's a natural thing. So I like a person regardless of their gender, is that really so terrible? And your prized son, Michael, sucks dick, how scandalous! Castiel did not make us this way! Just because he was the only one out of the three of us to have enough balls to come out to this judgmental family, doesn't mean he made your other children gay or pansexual or any other shit!" Gabriel straightened up, folding his arms and watching his mother, waiting for her response.
Everything fell silent. All eyes were on Naomi and Gabriel. Anna and Samandriel were both slowly chewing their food, eyes flicking between their mother and Gabriel. Balthazar was glaring daggers at their mother, while Raphael and Urial were glaring at Gabriel. Castiel was the only one not looking at them, instead his eyes were focused on his plate where he was pushing around his food. Their mother stared at Gabriel, her mouth slightly open, eyes wide. Of course she's offended by me speaking my mind, Gabriel thought. She quickly composed herself and responded, somewhat calmly.
"Your sexuality is a sin. A disease! We tried to get you help, but you're still sick. If you want we can help you get help. Gabriel, it's not too late for you to outgrow this phase." She reached across the table to grab his hand but he jerked it away from her reach.
Gabriel had heard those words repeated his whole life. It wasn't a phase, he'd been pansexual his whole life, it wasn't something that just happened. In no way was it wrong. The anger inside him roared, a fire being fed more fuel. His mother could not be convinced that homosexuality was not a sin; not a disease. He tried to convince her anyway.
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