Pairing: Gabriel x Reader Words: 861 Requested by Anonymous:
Could I please get a Gabriel x Reader one where he doesn’t believe the
reader’s boyfriend truly cares about her so he puts him into a game show kind
of thing where the reader watches as Gabe asks questions about the reader where
he knows the answers but her boyfriend doesn’t and she realises it’s Gabriel
who really loves her?
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Gabriel’s Point Of View
I had been
around Y/N for years. She was an amazing woman and I had never met someone in
my existence that I felt deserved happiness more than Y/N.
she met Justin. And something just told me that I needed to keep an eye on her
more than ever. He just didn’t seem like the guy Y/N should be with. It was
more than jealousy that I was feeling; I was worried she was going to fall for
someone who didn’t deserve all the love she had to give.
Reader’s Point Of View
you were surprised to see the archangel show up at the apartment you were
currently staying in.
you doing here?” you asked.
I’d come see you and see how you’re doing,” he said.
What if Gabriel didn’t die right away after Lucifer stabbed him and left…?
He’s still mortally wounded and cannot move, but he doesn’t die quickly… He’s just kinda laying there, slowly dying in horrid pain.
Michael, who’s still free at this point, feels the surge of Gabriel’s grace for the first time in thousands of years! He doesn’t realize it surged because Gabriel was just stabbed by an archangel blade. So, he quickly flies to Gabriel’s location.
Only to find him dying on the floor.
Michael rushes to his side to try and heal him but can’t (because archangel blade!). So, Michael, trembling with too many emotions, just kinda holds his little brother in his arms.
Gabriel, who’s leaking grace from his true form and blood from his vessel, wakes up. He has no energy left. He’s only got the strength to do one thing.
“H-hi, M-mikey.” Is all he can get out with the weakest of tired smiles.
There’s no snark, there’s no apologies, and no jokes. He’s got nothing left to give beside a simple greeting.
Michael’s so destroyed with the sudden encounter with emotions that he doesn’t even know what to say.
This leaves Michael unable to do anything but kneel there, clutching Gabriel to his chest, as he waits for the youngest archangel’s grace to slowly burn itself out.