OOC - fic

[cattygabriel]

So, Gabriel has been turned into a woman a few times in AIM crack RP. The last time she was female, things... happened. And I got a very evil idea. >:3 

Fluff and crack alert! angelofawesome  used lovingly.

No title because I couldn't think of one, but suggestions welcome. xD

 

Michael nuzzled the wriggling bundle in his arms, inhaling the soft smell of her dark hair. “She smells even better than you do, Gabe. Gabriel.”

 Gabriel sighed, sliding a file out from a stack and flipping through reports. “She does smell lovely. Did Phanuel come by to submit anything while I was feeding her? His report will be overdue if he didn’t, and I have statistics to tabulate and file and – he didn’t, did he?” 

  Michael put their daughter down in her crib and left the bedroom, joining the harried-looking archangel at her desk. “He did. It’s right here, under the picture book.” He waited for Is it yours? or something of the sort, but Gabriel merely pulled it out and began to go through it with a red pen. Angels shouldn’t look tired, but Gabriel managed to, somehow.

 “Hey. Gabriel.” He slid an arm around his lover’s shoulders. “You okay?”

  Gabriel leaned against Michael for a moment, soaking in the familiar aura. “Yes. I’ve just… got a lot to do, that’s all.”

  Michael scrutinised her for a moment, before gently pulling the report out of her hand and placing it on the desk, setting a paperweight on top with a thunk of finality. “Nothing bad is going to happen if you do this tomorrow instead. You need rest, Gabriel.” He suddenly scooped her up in his arms.

 “Michael, I can’t just – hey! Put me down! Michael! Bad puppy!” She squirmed, laughing, as Michael tickled her waist, carrying her to their bedroom. A quick miracle turned their clothes into sleepwear just as they landed on the bed, and he pulled the blanket up before holding Gabriel close and nuzzling her neck. She laughed, making a show of squirming but not really trying to break away.

  “See? You can take a break every once in a while. Especially since Matanael’s going to wake you up soon anyway.”

  Gabriel kissed him lightly, yet lovingly. “Thank you.”

  Michael grinned. “So am I still a bad puppy?”

  “No. You’re forgiven.” Not that she could stay angry at him for long, anyway. She snuggled close, head resting comfortably against his shoulder, eyes already drifting shut. “Wake me up when she starts crying.”

  Michael shut his own eyes, cheek pressed against her hair. “Don’t need to.” Neither of them got much sleep these days. Michael didn’t mind so much, though, and he knew Gabriel didn’t either. His eyes peeked open to steal a last glance at the crib. Matanael. Gift of God.

  “Love you,” Gabriel murmured.

  “Love you too, Gabriel.”

 “Wasn’t talking to you.” She smiled sleepily, knowing exactly how he was pouting despite her closed eyes. “Stop pouting. Love you too.”

  Michael pulled her even closer in response, pressing a kiss to her temple. “G’night.”

  Gabriel didn’t answer, already asleep.

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