/This is my first fanfiction ever, please leave reviews and tell me what you think!3
Only jaw-dropping beautifully sounded laughter could be heard from the small table outside of a restaurant in Italy. When angels laugh, some say, it's the most wonderful noise one can hear in two life times. Just times that by two, considering the archangel, Gabriel, and angel, Castiel were telling jokes in Enochian and laughing their angelic butts off.
On the recurring occasion when the two angels eyes locked, the love streaming through them was almost tangible. Sometimes, the laughter ceased and they were lost in each others eyes, swimming in the colors of blue and hazel. The eye contact was broken when Gabriel pushed his brown hair out of his eyes and Castiel looked to the side, blushing.
That movement only made Gabriel lean across the table, dodging the rose coming out of a glass vase, and gently moves his brothers face to look at him, a small smile playing at his lips.
Later that day, it was evening time and the angel-couple was in Paris, on a small field and looking up at the stars. The grass was longer than a perfectionist lawn keeper would prefer, but just right to keep Castiel and Gabriel happy.
Hours passed with only small chit-chat about pointless sweet talk and a few jokes. Their whole conversation in Enochian. The pair was always more comfortable talking in their native language, rather than the language of the humans.
No one in Heaven, nor on Earth, dared any harm upon the relationship, knowing that the two angels bonds was so strong, they could conquer the world if they wanted too. They could do anything, as long as they stayed together. And stay together they did, for the rest of eternity. In fact, at this very moment the couple is together, perhaps spending a meal together or watching the stars.