From this request:
let’s say that the reader is already Gabriel’s mate with all the official ceremonial stuff. can see his wings all the time fluff fluff. butttt the meat of the story is when Gabriel finally decides to introduce the reader to his brothers (Michael, Lucifer, Raphael) (saying as they got over everything and they all live happy in heaven). when they meet Reader, Michael and Lucifer notice she has a human soul and angel's
grace, which is prophetic (not bad for the archangels tho). It says that if an angel/archangel is mates with a human who has their own angel’s grace that when that human dies, they become an angel of the same status/strength of their mate. so the Reader would become an archangel as strong as Gabriel when she died. Gabe’s brothers get all excited bc this only happens like every millennium and Gabe was lucky enough to be mates with her. fluff :)
You were sitting on your couch, flipping through a tabloid (your guilty pleasure) when suddenly the words changed from English to Chinese. Without looking up, you said, “Turn it back.”
“What’s the magic word?” Gabriel said.
You looked up and saw the winged man standing in front of you, a small smirk on his face. God, you loved that smirk. You weren’t sure how you’d exactly managed to trick the Trickster into falling for you, but you were proud to call this archangel yours. It had been a little nerve-wracking, going through the ceremonies to legally tie yourself to him, but here you were, celestial being and human, living together as one.
“Please,” you relented, sticking your lower lip out.
Gabriel smiled as he took a step towards you. He took the magazine out of your hand and plopped down on the couch next to you, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you toward his chest. “Correct, but I think I could provide a better source of entertainment for you.”
You smiled as you twisted around, looking at Gabriel. “Oh, yeah? And what would that be?”
Gabriel smiled and leaned forward, pressing his lips to yours. You welcomed the kiss and tried to deepen it, but Gabriel gently pulled back. “Listen,” he said. “Before this gets too intense, there’s something I want to… ask of you.”
You wrinkled your brow slightly. “What?”
Gabriel sighed and ran his hands up and down your arms. “I… think it’s time my brothers met you.”
You bit your lip. “Gabe, you know I don’t like large gatherings. And meeting every angel… besides, I’ve already met Castiel. Can’t that be enough?”
“I don’t mean those brothers, kitten,” Gabriel said, giving you a small smile. “I mean the Big Three.”
“Mikey, Raffi, and Luci.”
The ridiculous nicknames made you laugh, but there was still a slight twinge of fear in your heart. Were you really ready to meet the other archangels? Surely they wouldn’t approve of you, a simple human, having won over their brother.
Gabriel looked at you, waiting for an answer. You took one of his hands in yours and intertwined your fingers, squeezing lightly. “If that’s what you want, I’ll do it.”
Gabriel smiled and brought your hand up to his mouth, kissing your knuckles gently. “Don’t worry. They’re going to love you, just as much as I love you.”
‘Doubtful,’ you thought, but gave the angel a smile.
Gabriel leaned forward to give you another kiss. You closed your eyes and let yourself fall victim to the soft lips. Then you heard a throat clearing next to you.
“Come on, Gabriel. Do you have to do that in front of us?”
Startled, your eyes snapped open as you pulled back from Gabriel. You and Gabriel were no longer at home. You were in a strange room, well-furnished but intimidating. Three men stood in a semi-circle across from you, each wearing an expression of slight disgust and disapproval.
“Heya, boys,” Gabriel said. “I’ve got someone I want you to meet.”
“I assume it’s the woman you’re sucking face with,” one angel said. “Unless you have a midget in your pocket.”
“Not this time, Luci.”
“I thought I told you never to call me that again.”
‘Holy shit,’ you thought, trying to keep from shaking. ‘Lucifer.’ He was intimidating, to be sure, but he also had surprisingly gentle eyes.
“Why have you brought her here, Gabriel?” another angel asked.
“Boys, this is Y/N.”
“That did not answer my question.”
“You always were a sharp one, Raffi.” Gabriel looked around at his brothers. “Brothers, I wanted you to meet her because she’s mine.”
“Your what?” the last angel asked.
Gabriel cocked an eyebrow at him. “I think you know what I mean.”
The three angels looked at each other before turning their attention to you. You did your best to stand tall under their scrutinizing gaze.
Almost as one, the angels’ faces lightened and they stepped forward, hands out and smiling at you. “Nice to meet you, Y/N.”
You shook their hands and smiled back, a wave of relief washing over you. They apparently thought you worthy of being with Gabriel…. Or at the very least, they thought he could do worse than you. The archangels turned to congratulate their brother, who was basking in their approval. His happiness made you smile, but you still felt a slight chill. You looked up and saw Michael staring at you, a strange look on his face.
“Gabriel, we need to speak in private.”
“Mikey, whatever you have to say–”
Gabriel relented, giving a small nod to his elder brother. He walked you over to a large leather couch and gave you a peck on the cheek. “Just wait here,” he said. “I’ll be back soon.” He gave you a wink and followed the archangels into another room, the door shutting behind him.
“Boys, what’s this about?”
“While we’re all happy for you, brother, there is something that needs to be brought up.”
“And what’s that?”
Michael shared a look with Raphael and Lucifer, who nodded at him. He turned his gaze back to Gabriel. “Surely you have seen her soul, as intimate as you claim to be with her.”
“Well, yeah. But there’s nothing unusual about it. And if I do say so myself, it’s a lot prettier than most human souls.”
“Have you seen what lies beneath it?” Lucifer asked.
“Beneath? What are you–”
Gabriel paused. “Grace? As in…?”
The angels nodded, a synchronized movement.
“That’s impossible. Only angels have grace. And while she’s had some angel in her, that’s just a nighttime activity. Although it has been known to happen in the afternoon. Sometimes during the early morning hours.”
Michael pulled a large volume off the bookshelf. He flipped through the worn pages until he found what he was looking for. “‘Few humans are righteous enough to claim their grace. But the sacred few, scattered among the masses, will act like lights to Heavenly bodies. Should two such persons bond as one, the Heavens will align and protect the bond. And when the human body perishes, the soul will retain grace and shall rise to the level of its mate’.”
A heavy silence fell on the room as Michael shut the book. The three archangels stared at their brother, awaiting a reaction.
Gabriel stood there, letting the passage that Michael had read sink in. “So… what you’re saying is… Y/N…”
“Y/N will become an archangel when her soul leaves the human vessel.”
Gabriel looked at his brothers. “Why are you all smiling?”
“Because this is wonderful news, Gabriel!” Raphael said. “Do you realize how rare of an occurrence this is?”
“You have chosen well, little brother,” Lucifer said. “We couldn’t be happier for you.”
The brothers took turns hugging Gabriel, offering congratulations. Then they led him back out to the room where you nervously sat on the couch.
You sprang up at the sound of the door opening. “Are you okay?” you asked as Gabriel walked over to you.
“Everything’s wonderful,” he said, wrapping his arms around you. “I’m so glad I found you,” he whispered into your ear.
You wanted to stay wrapped in his embrace, but you’d rather be out of the intense gaze of the three archangels. Gabriel released you, one hand dipping down to wrap itself around yours.
“Well, boys, we better go.”
“Thank you for bringing her here, Gabriel,” Michael said.
“It was a pleasure to meet you,” Raphael said.
“Try to keep him in line for us,” Lucifer said.
“I’ll try,” you said with a smile.
“Got me wrapped around her finger, this one does,” Gabriel said. “Always and forever.”