Being A Girl Is: Wanting To Go To Bed Early But Deciding To Just Get On Tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 For A Little

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

⋆˙⟡ Just a visit ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊

Y/n sighs as she looks around the empty motel room. Her brothers were gone, either researching or hunting without her. She didn’t care much. She did research with them before the nap she was now waking up from.

Just as she laid back down and closed her eyes she heard the swish of wings. “The boys aren’t here right now Castiel. Come back to flirt with Dean later” she mumbled.

“Well I hate to break it to you, Cherry pie, but it is your one and only trickster” as Gabriel speaks she opens one of her eyes to make sure it was him. She could see his wings.

This was something she was getting used to. She wasn’t sure how it happened but she started to be able to see angels’ wings for the last maybe few months. She hadn’t seen Gabriel in that time.

She yawns as she sit up and waves a hand over for him to come closer. His wings were golden brown although probably more golden. It was different than other angels. He also had more wings. He had 3 sets of 2.

“What’s that face for? I thought you’d be excited to see me?” Gabriel chuckled as he took a few steps closer until he was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Y/n rolls her eyes at him but nods. “I am happy to see you. I’m just getting used to this new thing. It’s so strange. I can see your wings and when Castiel is around I can see his wings” she mumbled softly.

She didn’t know how else to explain it. She sighs as she looked up at him. “You know if my brothers see you they’ll try to kill you” she mumbled as she kissed his cheek gently. This was all so stupid. She should be able to date an angel in peace. Dean was practically eye-fucking Castiel since he met him.

She didn’t want him to leave though. She liked their moments in between. She liked the break from whatever was happening with her brothers. She liked being close with him. She didn’t really know when it became something more akin to dating because it started out with him popping in while she was hunting or spending late nights with her when her brothers wouldn’t be back until morning.

At some point a long the way it became visits when either of them were bored or longer conversations when her brothers were asleep. It became cuddling and kisses in secret. It became hunting together, learning things about each other in all the space between the big moments that had to do with her siblings.

“Well sugarplum, I’m sure you’ll be glad to know I don’t care. I wanted to see my girlfriend and they’ll find out one day” he shrugged as he sat down on the edge of the bed. She rolled her eyes.

Damn him for being cute.

“Mmm you didn’t shiver when saying ‘girlfriend’ this time, that’s progress” she joked a little and leaned over just a little to gently place her lips on his. Her cheeks flushing a little when he kissed her back. Slowly their lips moved in sync, melting together as if they were to become one if they kissed hard enough.

When she broke the kiss she giggled a little as she looked at him and saw how he had a goofy smile on. She yelped a little when he pulled her onto his lap but once she was settled she wrapped her arms around his shoulder.

“What did you really come to visit for? I know you. You hate coming to see me when I’m hunting with my brothers. You don’t like getting interrupted” she mumbled.

Gabriel shrugged and started to pepper kissed all over her face. “Maybe I came just so that they’ll find out about us” he teased as he continued to press little kisses wanting to hear the symphony of her laughter.

Y/n giggles and tries to get to him to stop but she doesn’t really want him to. She wished that he wouldn’t have to go the minute her brothers showed up.

“I don’t think they’d appreciate that very much. They still think you’re dead” she mumbled softly and pecked his lips gently.

Sadie’s notes: sooo I know it’s not the Bridgerton fic but this popped into my brain and I had to write it. I didn’t proof read it but I still hope you enjoyed it.

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