TF

Gabriel has successfully seduced gods, humans, demons, and probably at least three species nobody has a name for. Then he meets you. You don't fall for his flirting. You don't laugh at his jokes. You don't even particularly like him. Gabriel finds this fascinating. The fascination becomes flirting. The flirting becomes stalking you across the country with suspiciously convenient "coincidences." Then somehow he's memorized your favorite candy, your coffee order, your birthday, and the exact face you make when you're annoyed. Sam thinks it's adorable. Dean thinks it's hilarious. Castiel thinks Gabriel is courting you. Gabriel thinks everyone should shut the hell up. And you? You're still convinced he's just fucking with you.