Imagine Gadreel getting angry at Castiel when he bring you home from a hunt injured (brief injury to reader)

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Cas carried you in the door of the bunker, using his grace to open and close it. The hex had just hit you, barely grazed you, but it's effects were still felt - it had been some sort of pyro hex, and the agony from your ankle to your thigh initially left you unable to walk, and in serious pain. Cas had tried to heal it, but found he couldn't.

"Do you think you can walk?" Cas asked, once we were a few metres inside.

"Well, we can only find out" you answered through clenched teeth. He carefully lowered you to your feet, you good leg first. Both your feet were now on the ground, but your uninjured leg and Cas were still holding up your body weight. "Ready to catch me, just in case?"

He nodded, ready to make a verbal response when he was cut off, "Just in case of what?"

You looked up to see Gadreel suddenly standing a few metres away, a look of concern on his face. "Gadreel!" you smiled. Automatically your legs moved to take you to him and hug him now that you were back, but you put your weight down on your injured leg - pain shot through you and your leg buckled, sending you towards the floor.

Both angels rushed forward to catch you, but Gadreel was quicker, catching you awkwardly in his arms. You winced, trying to mask your pain. Eyes full of worry, he lowered you to sit on the floor as he crouched beside you, bracing you to sit back against his shoulder. "What happened?" he asked softly.

"Just a witch, nearly had her, but she just got me - don't worry, it's nothing really" you rambled, trying to distract yourself from your pain.

"And where were you?" he asked sternly, looking up at Cas.

"I was preoccupied with another witch"

"You should have been watching Y/N!"

You started, "Gadreel, don't-"

"You promised me, brother, that you would look after Y/N while I could not!" After his act of heroism in Heaven, Gadreel had been in a long recovery, rarely leaving the bunker.

"Gadreel, I am sorry for what-"

"No, enough - if you had kept your word, Y/N would not be injured now" he growled.

"Gadreel, please" you said quietly, making him look back to you with softer eyes.

"I am sorry for shouting, Y/N" he said, "I will take you to your room and tend to your injury"

"Okay, Gadreel"

He positioned himself beside you, one arm around your back and the other under your thighs, his hand against the underside of your thigh, away from your injury. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, taking a loose grip of his top. "Are you ready?"

You nodded, "Yes" bracing yourself slightly. He lifted you gently, but with ease, carrying you to your room. You didn't miss the look on his face, anger, concern and a hint of guilt. "Gadreel" you said softly.

"Yes?"

"I'm alright you know, I'm okay"

He frowned, "You have been injured, you cannot walk, Y/N - you are not 'okay'"

"I've been worse, this is nothing, stop worrying."

He looked at you for a moment, "This is something, you are in pain and it could have been prevented." his voice was low, irritated but still soft as he spoke to you.

"It was an accident Gadreel"

"It shouldn't have happened."

You sighed, resting your head against his chest. You were vaguely aware that he had tensed up slightly, but made nothing of it. Cas had been following behind you, silently, at a slight distance. Gadreel turned to look at him briefly to get him to open your door for him - seeing as using his grace used too much of his energy. Gadreel walked you into your room, Cas went to follow, but Gadreel quickly said, "Shut the door behind us", cutting him off.

"There was no need for that" you said quietly.

He hesitated slightly, but didn't reply. Gently he lay you on your bed, making sure your head was supported. For the next half hour, he cut off your jeans, cleaned the wound, and bound it, leaving you lying on your bed, trouserless with the most attractive angel you'd ever laid eyes on.

The sound of fading footsteps reached you from the other side of the door. There was silence for a few moments, then your door opened. Immediately Gadreel noticed you were awake. "Y/N, how are you feeling? We did not wake you, did we?" quietly he shut the door.

"I'm fine - you didn't wake me, I just… woke up" you said weakly, pretending you hadn't heard him speaking to the other angel. "Did you talk to Cas?" you asked, hoping he wouldn't catch on.

"…I did - I apologised for the way I had spoken to him earlier, he forgave me"

"That's good" you smiled, pushing yourself to sit up against your pillows.

"Yes," he smiled, "it is" he stood, hesitating.

"Is there something you wanted to say, Gadreel?"

"I… yes, yes there is"

You smiled, "Come sit down and talk to me"

I'd seen Gadreel awkward several dozen times before, but this was different. His eyes widened, every muscles in his body seemed to tense and he seemed to grow slightly pale. Irregardless, he walked across the room and perched on the edge of your bed. "Y/N, I…"

"Yes?"

"I had a conversation with Castiel, a long conversation. I told him something, and he… suggested that there was something I should do about it. I…"

"Gadreel"

"Yes?"

You looked him in the eye. With one hand you reached up and cupped his cheek, he drew in a short breath, staring at you with wide eyes. You leant up to him and gently encouraged him to lean down. You pressed your lips to his, and the angel melted at the touch. His body relaxed and he leant into your kiss, his hands finding your waist.

After a moment you pulled back for breath, leaning your forehead against his, looking into his eyes. "Y/N," he said, "I think I… I think I love you"

"I think I might love you too"