The Angel and the Trickster

Movie Night

      You stare at the shelves full of DVDs, trying to decide what to watch. You glance at the clock; Sam, Dean, and Cas are on a job and the only other person you could call would be Gabriel. I guess there isn't any harm in it, you think. You pick up your cell phone and dial the number he gave you.

        "Hello, my lovely," he answers on the second ring. "What can I do for my favorite human today?"

        "I was, uh, just wondering if you were busy." You attempt to sound nonchalant, but of course you fail. Gabriel has this effect on you all the time.

        "Nah, I'm never too busy for you." You blush at this, and smile.

        "You want to come over to my place and watch a movie? I'll make your favorite caramel popcorn."

        "You said the magic words," he says to you. "I'll be over in a flash." As soon as you hang up the phone, there's a knock on your door. You grin like a lovestruck teen and open the door to let the angel in.

        "You meant it when you said you'd be over in a flash." You then realize how stupid that sounds and shut your mouth with a snap. He chuckles and puts a hand on your shoulder. "Oh, you know I love hanging with you, darling." You blush once more, this time an even more impressive shade of red. Gabriel chuckles and sits down on the couch. You ponder movies for a moment, then decide on the movie "The Avengers." It's always been a favorite of yours, and for some reason Loki has always been your favorite character.

        You watch the movie through, and once Loki shows up, you squeal in happiness. This draws a look from Gabriel. "Are you really going to fangirl over him?" he asks. You look over at him. "What are you talking about? I just like the movie," you argue.

        "Uh-huh, and you were totally fangirling over him!" 

        "Not even!" There are a few more scenes, and you begin to gush over Loki. 

        "I was a way better Loki than this clown," Gabriel grumbles. You look over at him and laugh.

        "Are you jealous?"

        "What? No, I'm not! I just think that this little Emo kid is a terrible god of mischeif. I was soo much better, you know. After all, I am the Trickster."

        "No, you're an angel."

        "I was called a trickster long before this kid was even born. What do you even see in him?"

        "He reminds me of you a little bit." This shuts him up for the time being, but once the movie's over, he's sulking again. "I can't believe you even like this guy."

        "I like you way more." 

        "Obviously," he says. "You were practically drooling over him!"