Supernatural Imagines/Prefrences

Imagine Backsassing Crowley

You were totally fine with the idea of Crowley being in the bunker, the king and yourself had gotten along pretty well. By 'pretty well' it meant up until he almost killed Kevin. From then on you were pissed at the damn demon, wanting to walk over and slap him into next Tuesday (heat of the moment XD ). Sam explained that Crowley was only there because of a plan he and Dean had. Of course you just nodded and told them yeah, then went on with your own business. Which included helping Sam around the bunker cleaning up Dean's messes. Mostly broken glass bottles or paper thrown everywhere while trying to do his own type of research.

After several hours of that you found yourself heading back to your room, hands in your Jean pockets. Listening to 'Don't Fear The Reaper', the song was always on replay. One of those you couldn't get tired of. As you treaded by the torture room the music suddenly cut short. Cutting in and out with the same word over and over: 'Darling'

Wrinkling your nose you yanked the headphones from your ears and promptly walked over. "Hey! MrIthinkI'mbetterthaneveryoneelse! Don't mess with my music! It's me time!" You hollered banging on the door, there was slight shuffling and a snicker. 'Don't know what you're speaking of, Darling' came the rough accent in response. Mumbling under your breath you kicked the door open marching right up to the king. "You sneaky bastard need to stop, hand the phone over right now. I know you have one." You held your hand out glaring at the cocky king, the smug smirk hadn't left his lips. Not until you laid a smack to his face.

The smirk was replaced with initial shock, staring at you like you had just confessed your love to him. This time the smirk was on your face, "Didn't think I had it in me to slap the king of hell? Please you're just an overgrown pup, soft as can be. Now hand me the phone." He slid the device onto the table before him rolling his eyes, winking playfully.

"Feisty one. Maybe you should come visit me sometime in hell, darling." He spoke up as you walked out of the room with his phone, just as you left the room your phone went off.

'Nice try, darling. Can't stop me from having my fun that easily.' -C