Half-Angel (Gabriel x Reader) pt.2

You zoned out, daydreaming fiercely, as you sat in the classroom, surrounded by hundreds of students either paying attention or doodling in their own boredom.
Gabriel had promised you a surprise after he got back from his next job serving his “just desserts” at some university.
The history professor hadn’t come in yet so you took this chance to chat with your new found friends: Sherry and Maria.

You weren’t quite sure how you’d become friends with them, since you three had almost nothing in common, but it was great to have some people to hang out with when Gabriel was off on his little escapades every once in a while.
You were pretty good at flying too; you could almost keep up with your husband.
To practice, if no one was around, you would fly home from university now and then.

“Soo…I wonder if the substitute will be a hottie.” Sherry said, hopefully.
“Oh come on…” Maria groaned.
“You’re worse than a high school student.” You mumbled in amusement.
“But it’s not likely that he’ll be very good looking.” You continued.
Just then you looked up to see the substitute walk in and your jaw dropped.
It was Gabriel.
‘Oh.’ You thought.

He was dressed like a professor and carried an armload of books into the classroom with him; he was even wearing a red bowtie. You blushed deeply and stared at him in disbelief; he looked even more sexy than usual and the bowtie was adorable.
‘My husband is my substitute teacher?’ you thought incredulously.
You heard Sherry and Maria gasp next to you.
“Oh wow, maybe not a hottie, but there’s something about him that’s just damn sexy!” Sherry breathed.
“I might actually have to agree with you on that one…” Maria whispered with a giggle.
‘Hands off, girls. He’s mine.’ You thought to yourself with an inward laugh. A grin spread on your face.
“Ooooh look who’s smitten with the sub!” Sherry said with a squeal of delight, pointing at you.
“Yeah, look at her face! She’s blushing!” Maria chimed in.

“Shut up guys!” you whispered, hoping that Gabriel wouldn’t notice you.
‘Of course I’m smitten with him! He’s my husband!’ you thought but you wanted to keep it a secret while he was there and surprise Maria and Sherry later with the news. You wanted to see how things panned out; you were still surprised that they hadn’t noticed your wedding ring.
‘Either this is the surprise or this is where his job is taking place.’

You stared at Gabriel intently, anticipating the look on his face when he saw you sitting there. He set the books loudly on the desk and let his gaze sweep the class as a whole; all the students went quiet. When he looked in your general direction you chickened out and covered your face with one of your history books.
“Chicken.” Sherry and Maria jeered in unison.
“Oh shut up.” You said, feeling the heat of a blush on your cheeks.

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Gabriel taught the class with enthusiasm; he knew his history to the letter, a few choice letters, and taught it almost perfectly, fitting new weird metaphors for some of the historical facts.
“Yes, know-it-all in the red shirt?” Gabriel called on a student who had raised his hand a few times in the class already. The student asked his question and you watched Gabriel carefully.
“Well, think of it this way: the Irish people were becoming the Vikings’ bitches…” was Gabriel’s reply, or something like that; you weren’t really listening to the actual lesson, just the sound of his voice…

After another smart remark, on your husband’s part, you could no longer hold in your laughter.
Gabriel looked at you quickly and your blush returned as you covered your mouth, suddenly embarrassed. His face lit up in surprise and a smirk slowly spread on his face. You tried to keep in your laughter as you gave him a look that meant “don’t give anything away.”
“Is something funny, Miss…(Y/LN)?” Gabriel asked, looking down at the roll call sheet, pretending he didn’t know your last name; it was only obvious to you that he found it hard to not burst out laughing.

“N-No, sir.” You stuttered in a giggle; he looked beside himself with amusement.
As soon as the class ended Gabriel gave you a particular look and you nodded. Everyone left the classroom and your friends went on without you. You left the classroom and looked down both ends of the hall.
You saw Gabriel gesture for you to follow him into a broom closet and you obeyed, feeling mischievous.

As soon as you stepped in, Gabriel pulled your close and shut the door, both of you giggling like children.
“I didn’t know this was your college.” Gabriel said, with a chuckle.
“Well, I didn’t know your job would take place in my university.” You said with a peck on his cheek.
“How long until the job is done?” you asked, straightening Gabriel’s bowtie.
“Probably one more day, I’d guess.” He replied, getting quite intimate in the small space of the broom closet. He played with a bit of your hair and pulled you in for a kiss.
“I gotta go…” you panted reluctantly when your lips parted for air. Gabriel gave you a last kiss on the tip of your nose and nodded.
“Okay.”
You set your hand on the handle of the closet door and he stopped you.
“You don’t want people to see you and me coming out of the broom closet,” he started with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
“They might talk…” he kissed your forehead.
“Concentrate and fly out of here to someplace no one will notice.” Gabriel instructed softly.

You nodded and he vanished before you did.
You appeared in a bathroom stall, luckily in the ladies room. No one else was in there.
You walked out of the bathroom and were met by your friends who hurried you to your next class.

During the entire class, they whispered to you about how they saw you go in the broom closet with “that substitute guy” after history and you refused to give any straight answers to them for a while. Finally they annoyed you about it so much that after class you pulled them aside in the staff women’s bathroom, so that no one would overhear the conversation.

“Soo what happened?” Sherry asked, beside herself with curiosity.
“Yeah, don’t keep us waiting!” Maria beamed, getting more excited than you’d ever seen her before.
“His name is Gabriel,” you started, purposefully drawing it out.
“And?” the two girls nudged in unison.
“He’s my husband!” you flashed a wide smile and showed off the ring on your finger.
“Whaaaat?!” they both exclaimed in time.
“What’s he doing here as a sub?” Maria asked.
“I didn’t know he was going to be here either. He’s just working on a temporary job.” You confessed; you decided that it would be crazy to tell them any more about you and your Archangel, or to tell them that he was and Archangel; you sure as hell weren’t going to show them your own wings either.

The conversation went on for a few more minutes before you looked at your phone and saw the time.
“I gotta go! Talk to you tomorrow!” you said, rushing out of the university. Once outside, you ran to a secluded area and flew off towards home, making sure no one was around to see you vanish.

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Once at home, you were met by a beautiful grand piano in your living room with a rose and a letter sitting on the lid. You gingerly opened the letter and read it aloud, smelling the rose.

‘For you, my love.
I promise I’ll be back by tomorrow night!
Gabriel.’

Tears came to your eyes in happiness and you immediately sat on the bench and began playing the celestial melodies you had created on the cold ivory and pitch colored keys, expertly using the pedal for sustaining notes.

The tears kept falling and you laughed quietly, relishing in the feel of the keys on your fingers; your wings appeared absentmindedly and you, a Half-Angel, played the melodies of your heart and soul as you thanked God for giving you such a wonderful husband as Gabriel, your trickster.