You were sitting around the bunker bored. Dean went fast food hunting as you liked to call it and Sam went Jogging. It was a rare huntless day. You laid on your back on your bed. You popped a piece of sour patch kids gum in your mouth and thumbed through a magazine. You were reading an article on horoscopes when you heard the sound of angel wings. "Heya sugar," Gabriel greeted.
"Hey Gabe, whatcha doin here?" you asked sitting up.
"I got bored and figured I'd miss with the yahoos," he said.
"Oh their out right now," you said, "your welcome bug me though," you giggled as he appeared on the other side of your bed.
"A pleasure Y/N," he said as he sniffed the air, "I smell something like cherry or maybe watermelon,".
"It's my gum," you said, "its sour patch cherry,".
"May I have a piece?" he asked.
"Sure," you said grabbing the pack, but when you opened it it was empty, "dang sorry Gabe, I'm out,". You saw the angel pout for a moment.
"Guess there's only one thing to do," he said. Before you knew it he cupped your chin gently in his hand and leaned in giving you a soft, but passion-filled kissed. You blushed when his tongue grazed yours. Just then you heard Dean call for you, "Until next time Y/N," and he was gone. That's when you noticed the piece of gum you had been chewing was gone too. You were definitely gonna make sure you always chewed the last piece of gum around Gabriel more often.