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25 Days of Tricks-Mas – – Fireplace

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Words: 593

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The exhaustion was real. You’d spent the last twenty minutes in the shower trying to scrub every last speckle of mud off of your body while also fighting the urge to pass out in the warm, stuffy room. When the water had begun to run cold, it was a rude awakening that it was time to move. Sluggish and clumsy, you clambered out of the tub, grabbed a towel and shuffled to your bedroom, which shockingly you found to be empty. Typically Gabriel was always present when a free show was possible, but at this point you were a little thankful he’d found something else to occupy his time with.

“Hey sweetheart,” he cooed from the doorway as you slipped your fluffiest pajama pants on, his tone sweet and endearing.

“Hey,” you breathed, smiling softly at him.

“I uh, started a fire in the living room. Made up a little something for ya, care to join me?”

No matter how tired you were, you couldn’t resist him. Plus, sitting next to a fire sounded like heaven right about now, your shower hadn’t quite sated that chill deep in your bones. You greeted him in the hall, his arm slinging around your shoulders as he pressed a quick kiss to your temple and he led you back into your living room, the space already substantially warmer from the fire burning in the hearth. The couch welcomed you softly as you sat and watched the flames licking against the logs, the orange glow cast around the room comforting and snug. Your eyes flicked to the array of photos you had stood on the mantle. A few years ago if someone had asked if you’d be sitting in your own house, staring at goofy selfies and memories on display with someone who was now off fetching you some sort of homemade surprise, you would have laughed in their face. Life had a funny way of working out.

“All right, all set,” Gabriel beamed as he turned back into the living room carrying a tray you know for certain you didn’t have in the house before you’d left.

He nestled beside you on the couch, gently laying the wooden tray covered in ornately painted poinsettias carrying two mugs of hot cocoa and a plate of what looked to be homemade cookies in your laps. A smile lit up your face as he dropped a few marshmallows into your mug, and maybe your grinch heart grew a size or two too as you sipped the rich, smooth chocolate. You shimmied closer in to him, the warmth of the fire and Gabriel enough to lull you to sleep.

“Did you make these?” you asked, biting into a cookie, still just-baked warm and gooey.

“Yep. With a little fast-forwarding help. Ovens are too slow,” he replied, nuzzling his lips into your hair.

Time stood still for a moment. The gentle rise and fall of his chest as your nestled into him, his arm around you, protective and comforting, this was beyond any of your wildest fantasies. A home, with someone you loved, and who loved you. This wasn’t how a hunter’s life went.

“Love you,” you mumbled as your head lolled to his chest, your eyes no longer able to fight to stay open.

“I know,” he answered, pulling the blanket off the back of the couch and draping it over the both of you, “I love you.”

Content and finally comfortable, you drifted off to sleep wrapped in his arms. Life had a funny way of working out indeed.