GabrielXReader Waterparks, Coasters, and a Crush

“Come on! Let’s go Kiddo, please?!” Gabriel whined to you head hanging off the end of the couch as he pleaded with you. For the past hour he’d been begging you to go with him to the new water park that opened in Florida. And for the past hour you’ve said no. “Please?” you feel strong arms wrap around your neck and Gabriel breath ghosting across your cheek. You curse yourself and say “Ok, I guess we can go.” You know he could have gone without you at any time but you also know he wants you to come with him.

Before you even register the click you find yourself in the middle of a water park dressed in a (Your Favorite Color) bikini with the sun warm on your skin. You turn to look at your boyfriend (now dressed in red swim trunks with small candies on them) and smile brightly “So what first?” You ask him but he just grins at you mischievously and grabs your hand pulling you toward the direction of some screams. When you reach a line and look up you see a HUGE rollercoaster and your stomach drops.

You want to say something but the happy look on Gabriel’s face stops you and before you know it you’re being strapped into the ride by a man in a blue and white uniform. Your hands come up to grip the bar as the ride starts to pull off and when it reaches the top of the first hill you shut your eyes tightly. As the cart you’re sitting in falls forwards your grip tightens on the harness and you hear Gabriel laughing as you take the first curve.

He must notice your death grip and the whiteness of your face because you feel a hand cover yours. And though it should be impossible over the screams and wind rushing past your ears but you hear his voice as easily as if you were standing still. “Hey, open your eyes Kiddo. Please?” You slowly open your (E/C) eyes and look around quickly settling on Gabriel’s face, the wind has messed up his hair. You look ahead of you briefly where sprinklers built into the sides of the tracks are spraying people and briefly close your eyes to avoid getting water in them.

“You know I’m not going to let anything happen to you! Just keep your eyes open!” Gabriel yells as you round another curve before dropping back down a hill. You do as he says but your grip on the harness never loosens, in fact it tightens after you go through a corkscrew. You scramble off of the ride as soon as you can your legs a little shaky while Gabriel, the bastard, was still laughing. “If you don’t like roller coasters you could’ve just told me.” You shoot him a half-hearted glare. “and somehow I’d have wound up on that thing anyway.” He shrugs and catches up so he can walk beside you. “Ok, ok. No more coasters, let’s go on the water slide!” You grin thinking about how he reminds you of a little kid, “Hey! I am not!” he protests crossing his arms and you roll your eyes “Who’s the one pouting?” you ask and he sticks his tongue out at you. “Fine, you so not childish.” You tell him sarcasm dripping from every word. You make your way to the water slide where he proceeds to push you down it.

You stay for a few hours, riding the different rides until the crowds are dying down and the sun is almost set, casting shadows across the pavement.  You’re finally starting to dry off and Gabriel is finishing a roll of cotton candy when he turns to you and asks “You ready to go?” You nod tiredly and he snaps with slightly sticky, blue tinted, fingers. When you land in the apartment you’re dry except for your hair, which is still slightly damp, and in your pajamas. You feel clean like you just stepped out of the shower instead of running around a water park with your Archangel Trickster Boyfriend.

“Have fun today (Your Nickname)?” you nod as you tug him towards the bedroom stretching out on the bed. He smiles a soft smile that’s only for you and pulls a soft blanket over you. He moves to walk out but you grab his hand and pull him into the bed with you wrapping an arm around him. “Yeah, I had fun. Next time though we’re goin’ ta Disney.” You murmur against his hair. You’re just about to drift to sleep when you feel him turn and a strong arm drapes over you. “You just have a crush on Peter Pan” he complains to you but your already asleep. And his chuckle is lost in the dark of the room.