A/N: Soooo. I have a Sabriel drabble collection, now a Destiel. I feel the urge to write Bobby/Crowley drabbles...who's with me? Huh? Huh?
Angel
Gabriel appeared next to Cas suddenly, causing the dark haired angel to jump. "Hey, bro," he said grinning, "what's up?"
Castiel shifted awkwardly. "Hello, Gabriel."
The former trickster raised an eyebrow curiously and sighed, "Okay, what's wrong with you?" Cas turned to look at his brother.
"Nothing."
"Are you serious?" Gabriel said, "You can't lie. It's like, impossible. Now come on, spill those beans." Castiel tilted his head confused and the archangel said hurriedly, "Don't worry. Ignore the beans. Just…tell me what's on that neurotically conflicted mind of yours."
Castiel shrugged. "It's Dean I…I'm confused about something."
"Aw, did you get the wrong kind of chocolate?" He cooed, teasing, "Forget an anniversary?"
The angel shook his head. "No. Dean keeps telling me I'm too quiet when we have intercourse and then proceeded to ask me to-"
"Whoa," Gabriel held up his hands, palms splayed in a plea for him to stop talking. "Yeah, okay. I tried this listening crap but I've got to leave. Like, now." Gabriel exaggerated a shiver and snapped his fingers, disappearing.
Dean instantly stalked out of the bathroom, smirk spread on his face. "So, you got rid of him?"
"Yes, Dean."
"That's my angel," he praised and placed a kiss on Cas' temple.
Castiel smiled in return. "Yes, Dean."