Supernatural Preferences {Oneshots, Preferences, Imagines}

Crowley Imagine: I Can't Help Falling In Love #2

A king. Why were you needed by a king? You were just a someone who dropped out of high school and worked at Starbucks, trying to survive.

You walked to the throne room, a black eyed person on each side of you. It was a bit terrifying, but you kept your smile on your face.

The doors opened and you stopped. Rows upon rows of people were there. A wedding arch. People standing.

You looked around, and you were confused. What is hell is going on?

"What's going on?!" You yelled, your voice cracking. Everyone looked back at you, horror on their faces.

"What do you mean, love?" Crowley asked, concern all over his face. You looked around, and started to cry.

"I-I don't even know who you are. I don't know where I am. I don't even know who I am." You started to bawl, and you fell to the ground, holding your knees close to your chin.

You felt so.... Lost. Who were you? Where were you? Why were you being married to a king? You weren't queen material. You broke down whenever you felt stressed or mad.

You felt secure arms around you, and they picked you up. "I am so sorry." A soothing voice helped you fall asleep, tired, even thought you felt like you slept for 80 years.

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"What do you mean? Amnesia? Stress? How did she lose her memory?" You heard the British accent again.

Crowley.

You pretended to go back to sleep, and turned over. They didn't seem to care, probably you were tossing and turning in your sleep.

"Yes, amnesia. Maybe recollection of her human life did this, my King." The lady said. She sounded almost, scared. Scared to face this heartbroken King.

"(Y/N) died 12 years ago! Why would she go amnesiac again? Twelve years... Twelve amazing years..." His voice faltered when you say up, tears streaming down your face.

"Oh, love. Don't cry." He looked like he'd be crying himself. You were just shocked. 12... Years? You have been dead for 12 years?

"I'm dead?" You asked, looking at Crowley. You were in absolute shock, let alone scared. How did your parents react?

"Yes. A very.... Scary one, too." He sighed, pulling you close. You sighed and laid your head on his lap.

"I know how I died. I had a dream about it." You said, rubbing your hands.

"We were going to get... Married?" You asked, looking forward. You closed you eyes and smiled.

"Yes. You weren't the one for big events, (Y/N). It was going to be big though. I had to convince you to let me do it." He laughed quietly.

You smiled, and sat up. "I'm going to make myself remember. I am. How long it takes? I don't know. I'm not letting twelve years go to waste. If I'm dead, I can take as long as I have to."

"Your what?" He looked at you crazily. You nodded and stood up, almost going to run around happily. You clapped your hands together and got a pair of converse 

"I'm making myself remember. Your gonna help me, too, so come on!" You grabbed his arm, and let him take you to big event places in your afterlife.

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I CANT HELP FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOUUUUUUUUU.

Did that take a turn, or what?

This chapter is for Castielle__Novak , Marriedtomyfandoms , AneGoTa , and The-Teen-Dean

Just why not. c:::