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A present for my dear, dear [livejournal.com profile] morganoconner, for all those reasons she already knows about.  You are the best, hon, the absolute best.




 

Title:  Just Say Yes
Author:  [livejournal.com profile] jessebee 
Rating:  PG-13
Genre:  Schmangst, schmoop, romance, fixit!fic, future!fic
Pairing:  Dean/Gabriel
Spoilers:  S5, I guess
Warnings:  Unabashed schmoop
Disclaimer:  It's Kripke's sandbox, I only play and run away
Word Count:  ~1170
Series:  Peppermint Wind

Summary:  "You could marry me."

 

Note:  A prequel story to [livejournal.com profile] morganoconner's utterly delightful Peppermint Wind 'verse, in which she has most graciously allowed me to play.  I felt that I owed her a fic for many reasons (including her all-around wonderfulness), she mentioned Dean/Gabriel and proposal schmoop, and this story is the result.  Also to be used as the "proposal" square on my [livejournal.com profile] schmoop_bingo, so it's a two-for-one deal!  Title shamelessly lifted from the Snow Patrol song of the same name.

 

 

#

 

Dean slipped over the salt line and out the door, taking care to be quiet, even though probably nothing short of a second Apocalypse would have woken Sam up now.  Or Bobby, and maybe Castiel too, because for all that the angel – scratch that, archangel now – didn't sleep, he was damn sure doing a good imitation of it at the moment.

 

And Dean could have stayed inside, sure; read or worked on the guns or wound up the laptop or whatever, stayed and watched his brother sleep – heck, just listen to Sammy breathe.  Listen to him being alive, and here.

 

Here with Dean.  Who now owed Cas a debt he could never, ever even begin to repay, but he'd fucking well spend his life trying.

 

But Dean's bed was – cold.  Cold, and too big, and –

 

Dammit.

 

He closed the door carefully behind himself, and leaned back against the frame.

 

"Awake already?"

 

Dean jumped, jerked around.

 

"Because I think I'm insulted by that, really," Gabriel said, from where he leaned against the wall of Bobby's house, one shoulder pressed to the shingles, not three feet away.  "I put some actual serious work into that orgasm of yours; you should've been out for another hour or two, at least."

 

Dean blew out a breath.  If there had been any chance of him getting any more sleep, adrenaline had just shot that to hell and gone.  "That was just in my head, Gabriel."

 

Gabriel shrugged.  "You were the one worried about the shouting.  Your body doesn't know the difference.  Sex endorphins are sex endorphins, no matter how you come by them."

 

Dean rolled his eyes.  "And you think you're funny."

 

"To quote a human I know, 'I think I'm adorable.'"

 

Yeah, yeah.  "Why're you out here?"  And not in bed?  With me?

 

Gabriel turned his head and squinted at something in the distance – junked cars, dust motes maybe, who knew?  "Castiel shook some gi-fucking-normous trees when he got Sam loose.  I'm just – watching for any stray nuts that might've fallen and come rolling our way."

 

Dean squinted now because as plausible as that sounded, something wasn't right.  They were here because even before the special angel additives, Bobby's place had been one of the best warded spots on the continent.  Now?  It was practically rock-solid.  "No," he said slowly, "that's not it."

 

Gabriel's gaze swung back to him, and the archangel's mouth pursed.  "You're annoying, Winchester."

 

Dean took a step closer.  "Part of my charm.  Cough it up."

 

"Your brother's free now," Gabriel said softly, after a minute or two.  "That was the last piece.  So like I said, I'm just taking a good look around."

 

…taking a good look, like…

 

Like maybe it's the last time he'll see it.

 

No.  Oh fucking hell, no.  Dean stared, his heartrate jacking up.  "They wouldn't do that to you now, would they?  Seriously?  Yank you back upstairs?  After everything you did, after you totally saved their collected asses?  After God Himself brought you back?"

 

"They wouldn't, no.  I don't think they could.  Dad, on the other hand?"  Gabriel looked away again.

 

"No.  No, dammit."

 

"I'm His Messenger, Dean, or I was," Gabriel said, a twist to his mouth.  "Not His Mind-Reader, or His Confidant.  Nobody ever knows the Will of God before He says it."  He snorted.  "Not even Michael, as he found out."

 

"No."  Dean was right in front of Gabriel before he realized he was moving, both hands on the archangel's shoulders.  "There's gotta be a way around this, some way to make sure you can stay.  I mean, if you want to."

 

The honey eyes were colorless in the dark, but there was warmth in Gabriel's small smile.  "Aw, Dean-o.  You do care."

 

Dean's grip tightened, because this was not a teasing matter, fuck it all.  And Gabriel must've picked that out of Dean's head, because the teasing fell away, and Gabriel reached up to run a finger lightly, so gently, across Dean's lower lip.

 

Goddammit, Dean couldn't lose this.  He couldn't, not when it had literally taken Hell and the almost-end of the world to find it.  "Gabriel."

 

Gabriel's lips parted – and he paused, his expression shifting to something – considering. 

 

"What?  Gabriel, what?"

 

"There – is something you could do, actually, that we could do, that might – might – head things off," Gabriel said slowly, and wow, Dean wasn't at all sure what to make of that expression.

 

"Well, don't fucking wait for my birthday or anything, tell me already!"

 

"You could marry me."

 

Marry me.

 

"That's the closest word you humans have for it, anyway, it's really more of a bond – a permanent bond – between your soul and my grace.  But it would give me – visiting rights, let's call them, that'd be hard to argue with."

 

Marry me.

 

"Yoo-hoo?"  A hand waved in front of his face.  "Dean?"

 

It took two tries before Dean could say anything.  Not that he had any clue what it was gonna come out of his mouth.  "You're a guy."

 

Gabriel rolled his eyes.  "No, you're a guy.  I'm an angel, who just happens to be guy-shaped.  Don't tell me that little fact got past you, somehow?"

 

Marry me.

 

To have and to hold, from that day forward, until possibly not even death would them part – it slammed him so hard, Dean couldn't breath.

 

He wanted that.  Dear God, he wanted that so much it scared him stupid – to know that Gabriel would always be there, to finally have something, someone of his own.  Someone who knew him and wasn't afraid and loved him anyway, someone he didn't have to protect – a love that wouldn't die on him, who wouldn't leave him

 

Gabriel was kissing him, hard and passionate, giving him air, and Gabriel's hands were cupping Dean's face and they were down on their knees on Bobby's porch and Dean had no idea how they'd gotten there.  It didn't matter.  All that mattered was Gabriel, there in Dean's arms.

 

Gabriel kissed him forever, kissed him hard and then kissed him gentle, kissed him until he could breathe again, cocoa and sweet mint in the air around him, mint and lightning and that sharp, joyful scent that was Gabriel alone.  Gabriel's palms pressed hot against Dean's face as he nibbled one more time on Dean's lip and then pulled away, but only far enough to rest their foreheads together.  "Okay, I'm guessing that maybe, just maybe, I know the answer, but you have to tell me, Dean," he murmured.  "You have to actually say 'yes.'"

 

The laughter that bubbled up in Dean's chest felt just a touch this side of hysterical.  "Ain't that what Sam and me just spent two years trying not to say?" 

Gabriel chuckled, and Dean brought his own hands up to wrap his fingers around Gabriel's wrists and move back just enough to see Gabriel's face, his eyes, and stare for a moment at this sharp, tricky, sarcastic miracle that'd somehow happened despite Dean's best efforts to stop it.

 

This…must be what joy felt like.

 

"Yes," he said softly, and leaned forward to press his mouth to Gabriel's again.  "Yes."

 

 

 

Date: 2010-08-15 04:43 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] morganoconner.livejournal.com
*snuggles into fic and refuses to move for a very, very long time*

Seriously. You are the Best. Ever.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

My boys!!!!!!!!!

Date: 2010-08-15 01:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
*wraps you up in fic and hearts you like WHOA*

Date: 2010-08-15 06:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mulder200.livejournal.com
Ah! That was just so sweet!

Date: 2010-08-15 01:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Thanks so much! :D

Date: 2010-08-15 08:18 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] heavenreturned.livejournal.com
*hugs the fanfic tight and never wants to let go* Pretty

Date: 2010-08-15 01:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Thanks very much! It's all really because [livejournal.com profile] morganoconner set up the awesome in the first place. *nods*

Date: 2010-08-15 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2010-08-15 10:09 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] tinypinkmouse
*melts* so utterly sweet.

Date: 2010-08-15 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
*gathers you up, puts you in frig* :D

Date: 2010-08-15 11:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gedry.livejournal.com
OHHHHHH Lovely fluff to start the day! WHHEEEEEE

Date: 2010-08-15 01:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Heeee, thank you! You are so kind to say! And I've told you recently how much I'm enjoying that series of yours, too, yes? The angel/demon marriage thing is just AWESOME. :D

Date: 2010-08-15 03:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gedry.livejournal.com
Thanks so much! XD

Date: 2010-08-15 12:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darth-firefly.livejournal.com
There aren't words for how awesome this is. Just. Yeah. Speechless.

Date: 2010-08-15 01:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Wow, thank you! :)

Date: 2010-08-15 02:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wornoutbirks.livejournal.com
I'm like...bursting with happy over here.

Hopefully my good mood lasts through the workday. <3

Date: 2010-08-16 12:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Glad I could help! :)

Date: 2010-08-15 05:50 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-08-16 12:51 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-08-15 06:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kittyfaelis.livejournal.com
AWWWWWW!

*hearts and love*

Date: 2010-08-16 12:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Thanks very much!

Date: 2010-08-28 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miya-tenaka.livejournal.com
D'awwww! So adorable!

Date: 2010-08-30 01:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Thank you very much! :)

Date: 2010-09-11 09:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] secondplatypus.livejournal.com
This was a pleasure to read, such a beautifully written snapshot of a lovely, and far too rare, pair.
Bravo!

Date: 2010-09-12 12:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] library-j.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! :D

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