(Author's Note: I'll be updating this as I write it, no promises on when it'll be but here you go. Exam's are coming up and I've been re-watching Heroes and needed to take my mind off studying. Enjoy)

Notes for you:

Reader's ability: You can feel other people's emotions as well as project your own emotions onto other people. You can either project your emotions in a radius around you or keep them limited to one person through skin-on-skin contact.

Gabriel Gray stalked down the snowy street, scowl on his face, on the move in search of a woman. Not just any woman but one who went by a particular name. (f/n) (l/n). He didn't know much about her other than her name but he knew he needed to find her. Whatever her ability was he knew he needed it because his drive for hunger was nearly overwhelming. He hadn't killed in quite a while and craved that kind of intimacy with another of his kind. As he passed a cafe on the way to her address his body halted and a feeling of warmth filled him. He felt...he could barely describe the feeling that took over him. It was as if Gabriel was happy. He hadn't been that way in a long time. That feeling of safeness and content that spread through him. His dark eyes flitted up to the sign of the cafe. The words 'Wandering Souls Cafe' was written in beautiful cursive writing and he felt compelled to enter. His gloved hand reached to the door and he pushed it open, a set of chimes jingling as he entered. Everyone in the establishment seemed to be filled with that warm feeling as they all had happy smiles, most holding coffees and some had pastries in front of them. Gabriel was unsure as to why he wanted to come inside but once he did the warmth inside him spread and a small smile pulled into his face subconsciously. Someone came up to him and he realized he was still in the doorway and moved aside, allowing the two women to pass by him and leave, both wearing matching smiles.

"Can I help you?"

Gabriel's eyes moved quickly to the counter where a beautiful woman smiled at him, causing his smile to grow in return. He moved towards the counter and over to the woman, "What is this place?"

"Wandering Souls Cafe," the woman said as if it was obvious, then her gaze eased and she waved a hand dismissively, "It's your first time here, huh?"

Gabriel have a firm nod, eyes trailing over her (h/c) hair which seemed to shine in the warm lighting of the Cafe. Her (e/c) eyes pulling at his gaze but his eyes finally noticed her name tag. The metal rectangle had the name '(y/n)' carved into it. Could this girl be the one he was looking for?

"A lot of people say that it's very welcoming in the cafe because we try to create a safe space. A lot of people come here to unwind after a day at work or school and we try to provide," (y/n) said before she shook her head as if just remembering she was working, "Anyway, uh, is there anything I could get you?"

This girl was doing this, wasn't she? She was making everyone around her happy. There's no other explanation. Gabriel glanced at the menu behind her before returning his gaze to her after a moment, "Just a large coffee. Two sugar."

"Coming right up," the woman said as she picked up a large paper cup, "Can I get your name?"

"Gabriel," He responded.

"Gabriel..." She repeated and she wrote it on the cup. The way she said his name made a shiver go through him. She seemed to take a little longer to write his name than she should have before she looked up at him, "That'll be $2.36." He handed her a five and she made change, handing it back to him. He turned and put it in the tip jar beside her and she smiled warmly at him, looking down before she nodded towards the seating, "I'll bring you your coffee when it's done if you'd like."

"Sounds prefect," He smiled back at her and moved to one of the booths near the window, sitting down and removing his jacket and gloves. He would have to sit here for a while until she was done her shift so he could follow her. So he could finally have that ability he was craving. Or...what he used to crave. His brow furrowed as he stared at his hands. The hunger he felt was nonexistent in the moment. That feeling of happiness that seemed to radiate from the girl behind the counter was clouding his anger and seemed to get rid of his hunger all together. Gabriel's eyes moved back up to (y/n). She was pouring his coffee and mixing it carefully, a content smile still gracing her already beautiful features. She placed the cup on the counter momentarily, reaching for a lid when she stopped her action and reached into her pocket, pulling out a phone. When her eyes looked at the screen Gabriel felt his own happiness falter. (y/n)'s mouth turned down before she caught herself and put her phone away, the smile returning instantly and Gabriel's happiness returned.

"So this isn't just about making others feel what you want..." Gabriel said to himself, curious about the girl, "This is mirroring what you feel onto others, isn't it...? Meaning you have to be happy to project that happiness onto others."

She popped a lid on the coffee, grabbed a few napkins and carried them to Gabriel who straightened up when she approached, looking up at her as she placed the cup on the table in front of him, "Here you go. Enjoy, Gabriel."

"Thank you, (y/n)," Gabriel responded, eyes easing as he relished in her saying his name again.

He felt a sudden stutter in his own heart that he knew wasn't his own. That feeling of embarrassment mixed with glee. His cheeks flushed pink and his eyes followed her, as she hurried back behind the counter. Gabriel touched his cheek, feeling the warmth there and noticed the other patrons were also pink in the cheeks. His eyes moved back to (y/n) who had an adorable red tint to her cheeks. Gabriel was surprised to say the least, as well as partly confused as to why she would be flustered. He looked down and reached toward his cup when he noticed her smooth handwriting on the cup. His name followed by a phone number, a small heart scribbled at the end. He felt his cheeks darken in colour out of his own control this time, and his eyes shot back up to her and was slightly disappointed she was looking after another customer. She smiled and took another order and as she was making the beverage for the next customer her eyes flitted over to Gabriel. He felt her joy pulse through him and a grin split across his face. She looked away and tucked some hair behind her ear, busying herself behind the counter and trying not to act as flustered as he knew she was.

Gabriel looked down at his coffee and took it into his hand. His thumb traced over her handwriting before he glanced at his phone's outline which could be seen through his coat pocket. He looked back up at her as she worked. If this girl was just going to be another victim, then taking her number would be pointless. It would just be a reminder of what he'd done. No, that would be pointless. But maybe she could help him. By being around her his hunger would subside. She was like a neutralizer for his ability. Without the anger and hunger that he craved there was no danger and without that danger he could live without worry of hurting others. He sat there contemplating this for a while before he reached for his phone and opened the settings to make a new contact. After typing in the number and her name he looked back up to her and rose from his seat, walking towards her, grabbing her attention.

(y/n) quirked an eyebrow and Gabriel held up his phone, "If I'm going to have your number I might was well have a beautiful picture to go with it."

The flustered feeling that (y/n) emitted filled him again, halting his confidence in its tracks and his fingers gripped his phone, trying to keep his emotions steady.

She looked down before returning her eyes to his, embarrassed at his request.

He lifted his camera quickly, "Hold that pose." A shy smile split across her face and he took the picture, "Perfect." Gabriel pushed his phone into his pocket, "Expect to hear from me."

"I'll hold you to that," (y/n) smiled warmly as Gabriel retreated back to his booth, gathering his jacket into his arms and pulling it on, stuffing his gloves into his pocket and picking up his coffee cup, still hot to the touch. He sent her a smile as he made his way out the door and she returned it.