Displays: Flamboyant plumage colors and elaborate displays of prominent feathers or body shape can show off how strong and healthy a bird is, advertising its suitability as a mate.
You stretch your legs out on the sofa and keep your eyes trained on the flat-screen mounted above the fireplace, mindlessly binge watching whatever you happened to find on Netflix that particular day. It had become a sort of routine for you since the boys were gone on a hunting trip that was, once again, too 'dangerous' for you to come along on. They had been gone for a few days now which was usual for them but you were getting a tad lonely sitting in the bunker all by yourself for so long.
Right on cue there was a sound of ruffling feathers and flapping wings and you turned to see Gabriel, a sly smile on his face as he hopped over the side of the couch, "Hey cupcake."
"Hi Gabe," You replied as you returned your gaze to the television, "What brings you to the bunker? Sam and Dean are somewhere in Ohio if you want to bug them, I think."
"Can't I come to see you without having his motives questioned?" Gabriel asked as he allowed his wings to hang over the back of the couch. You'd seen them many times but the shimmering gold feathers always captivated you. It seemed like an ocean of liquid gold moving gently under the light of the television and the low lights of the living room.
"I just assumed you came to see them but since you're here do you want to go grab me a blanket?" You smiled warmly, batting your eyelashes.
"I dunno…I suppose I could," Gabriel smirked and rose from his seat, walking over to the large bench against the back wall and grabbing a quilted blanket from it.
The sound of wings beating again made Gabriel look to the source in worry. Lucifer smiled at his brother, "What brings you to such a heavily warded place, brother? Hiding something from me?" Gabriel's eyes snapped over to you for a split second before he looked back to Lucifer. But his brother noticed and glanced in your direction, your eyes still trained on the television. Lucifer perked up, all of his attention suddenly on you, "So this is the precious thing you were trying to hide."
Gabriel grabbed his brother's arm, pulling Lucifer's attention back to him, "Y/N is not some toy for us to play with. She has feelings."
"And you're hoping she has feelings for you, I assume," Lucifer says, a smirk on his lips as Gabriel glares at him.
"Can we please not make this into some competition. I'm not Michael. I don't want to fight with you," Gabriel states, gripping the blanket tightly, trying to hold back his agitation.
"Then don't fight. It will make this a lot easier," Lucifer turned and made his way to you, still lost in your show. Gabriel moved to stop him but it was too late as his brother leaned over the back of the couch, head appearing beside yours, "Hello Precious. The name's Lucifer."
You jumped at the sudden sound directly beside you, turning to see Lucifer, three pairs of pure white wings hanging over him, so beautiful they seemed to glow. Your voice was suddenly caught in your throat, eyes trained on the overpowering umbrella of beautiful feathers hanging over you. The wings obviously needed to be cleaned, as did Gabriel's, but the colours dancing in the light of the television was enough to take your breath away.
Gabriel knew that look of awe and felt anger boil inside of him. That was the same look you had on your face the first day you had saw his wings. Now that awe was directed at his brother and Gabriel knew he had to act quickly, rushing to your side with the blanket but before he could open his mouth Lucifer quirked an eyebrow, "My face is down here, beautiful."
You looked away, embarrassed as a blush spilled across your cheeks. Lucifer felt a smile pull across his face at the cute look on your face. You pushed your hair out of your face and slowly made eye contact with him, "S-Sorry. I just…angel wings are always so breathtaking, I-I just can't look away sometimes…"
Lucifer's wings drooped at her words, eyes widening as he looked to his brother, "She can see our wings?"
"She's special…" Gabriel noted, looking down at you as he handed you the blanket he had retrieved.
"Castiel said it was something about having 'the eyes of a prophet' or something. I don't really know what that means but I can see angel wings," You smile gently at Lucifer and gestured towards his pure white wings, "They're very beautiful, by the way. Your wings, I mean."
Lucifer's chest swelled with pride and he stretched out his wings, showing off the glowing white feathers as he looked to her for approval, "Oh you think so?"
Gabriel felt jealously fill him and spread out his own wings from beside her, trying to outshine his brother. He snapped his fingers and was suddenly adorned in a white and gold tux with a golden boa tossed around his neck.
The shimmering gold caught your eye and you turned to him, laughing at the sight, "What are you doing?"
"Just trying out a new look. What do you think, Cupcake?" He posed and tossed the boa over his shoulder, "Think it's too much?"
You couldn't hold back the giggles, "You look handsome, as always."
Gabriel beamed, looked to his brother to gloat. Lucifer seemed more than displeased and Lucifer went to snap his fingers when a golden wing smacked him upside the head, causing him to stumble and let out a surprised noise.
You gasped, turning to Lucifer to comfort him, placing a hand on his head gently as you glared over at Gabriel, "Gabe, what the hell?"
He pursed his lips angrily, pouting that he'd been caught, but didn't say anything to defend himself.
You huffed and looked between the both of them, clearly mentally exhausted at the way things had turned out, "Look, you're both pretty, can I watch my show now?"
Lucifer sat down beside you and his wings rested behind him as he sent his brother a smirk. Gabriel snapped his fingers, returning to his normal attire before sitting beside her as well, glaring at his brother.