“I Said No.”

Request (from anon): can you write a gabriel one shot where he is super protective because someone is trying to hurt you? and then you ask him about it after and he says its cuz he loves you. thanks if you can!

(Y/N) = your name Warnings: alcohol, mild language, a tiny bit of violence (Gabriel doesn’t let it get too far, though :P)

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You followed your boyfriend Gabriel into the bar that he claimed “had the best purple nurples he had ever consumed”. You weren’t a huge fan of taking shots; you were more content with just having a few beers. But Gabe had his heart set on coming here for the night, so you didn’t complain.

As soon as you walked into the bar, you could feel every guy eyeing you. Gabriel seemed to notice this too, because he took your hand as he led you to the counter, signaling to everyone that you were already taken.

The two of you sat down and told the bartender what you wanted to drink, and he nodded, setting off to make them. He came back with a beer for you and three purple nurples for Gabriel. You thanked him, and took a swig from your beer. Gabriel downed all three shots within 10 seconds, and then smiled at you.

“Ah, that hit the spot!” he exclaimed, and you just chuckled. After your second beer and Gabriel’s umpteenth drink, you had to use the restroom. “Where’re you goin’, hun?” Gabriel asked you as you stood up.

“Nature calls,” you reply, and he nods.

“Well, hurry back,” he says, and then you go. After taking care of your business and washing your hands, you walk out of the bathroom and start making your way across the crowded bar to where Gabriel was sitting. But you were stopped by a hand on your shoulder.

Your first instinct was to turn around and punch whoever touched you in the face, but you restrained yourself, realizing that this person probably meant no harm; they just wanted to get your attention. So you turn around slowly to come face to face with a man with dark hair a little bit of stubble, probably in his early thirties.

“Can I help you?” you ask him as politely as you could.

“Yeah, I think you can,” he replies with a wink.

Realizing what this man wanted, you sighed and said, “I’m sorry, but I’m not going anywhere with you. I came here with my boyfriend. He’s sitting just over there.” You turn around and point to where Gabriel was sitting, but while your back was to him, he harshly grabbed your arm, pulling you closer to him.

“C’mon, don’t be like that,” he sneered, eyeing you in a way that made your skin crawl. “Think of all the fun we could have together.”

“I said no,” you say with gritted teeth, trying to escape his grasp. Twisting your arm around, you were able to break free, but as soon as you did, he slammed you up against the wall. This got the attention of a lot of the people in the bar, including Gabriel. The man didn’t even have time to say anything else to you, because Gabriel was there in a flash, pulling him off of you and punching him in the face. A few people gasped, but no one dared to do anything.

The man held his face in pain, and Gabriel took his silence as an opportunity to yell at him. “Don’t you ever touch her again, you inconsiderate dick!” he said, standing slightly in front of you, as if to shield your body with his. “Do you understand me?”

Unable to speak, the man just nods, and Gabriel takes your hand as the two of you leave the bar. “Asshole,” you mutter as you pass the man, and he looks like he wants to say something back, but he doesn’t.

As soon as you and Gabriel are outside, he snaps his fingers and you guys are in your hotel room. He immediately pulls you into a tight hug, burying his face in your shoulder. “You okay, sugar?” he asks, pulling away and looking into your eyes, but keeping a hold of your shoulders. “Are you hurt?”

“I’m fine, Gabe,” you reply. “Thanks for doing what you did.”

“Of course,” he responds, pulling you into another hug. When the two of you separate, you say,

“You seemed to get really mad back there.”

“Well, duh,” he replies, sounding sort of surprised that you would think he would react any other way. “Some douche was trying to come onto you, of course I’m gonna get mad. You’re my girlfriend, and I don’t want any other guys touching you.”

In response, you just smile and kiss him, knowing that you will always have your archangel boyfriend to look out for you.

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