I was possessed by him, but I chose to love him Crowley X reader

Chapter 12

"I doubt that's the reason he's not speaking." dean laughed snapping his fingers in front of their face. "Kevin, you should at least say hello."

"Oh! So you're Kevin, I've heard so much about you." I smiled.

"Really? I hope they're all good things." He said, he's been staring at my face ever since I sat down.

"Is there something on my face?" I asked my hands reaching up.

"There's nothing on your face, I think he's mesmerized by your eyes." Sam said setting a plate of food in front of me, I nodded my thanks. "Your (E/C) eyes are like things hypnotists use. You just get lost in them sometimes."

"Oh Sammy, I didn't know you were a poet." I giggled.

"Kevin?!" Dean said trying to grab his attention. "Kevin, no" Dean said. "She's a no no." He wagged a finger at him. "Find anything on closing the gates of hell?" I nearly choked on my food.

Coughing a slight bit I spoke. "Still a stupid plan. You two are one going to get yourselves killed and two you're going to screw up the balance, everything is here for a reason, screw with it everyone dies."

"No, we have to do this. You can't stop this." Sam said slightly sad expression on his face.

"Where's Crowley?" I asked, I saw Kevin tense at my words. "I'd like to talk to him."

"No. You are to not talk to him. He's dangerous (Y/N). He doesn't care about love, he only cares about souls." Dean said.

"Does it look like I give a shit? I don't care if he loves me or not. I. Love. Him." I stood up grabbing my plate. "Now, if you'll excuse me." I brought the plate that once contained food back to the kitchen cleaning it up. "They won't tell me, I'll just have to find him on my own." I huffed.

I searched room after room, place after place 'where are you Crowley?' I thought I'm getting slightly worried and anxious, I began doubting I'd find him.

"Why don't you try the basement." It sounded like him but, he was nowhere to be seen. Ugh why does finding someone always have to be complicated.

I found the basement door, opening it I heard a voice, or more of a hum. They were humming a song. As I got lower and lower the humming got louder. It was dreadfully dark and I couldn't see a thing, I searched the wall for a switch. Flipped it, I saw massive amounts of boxes containing different things, I found the spot where the humming was the loudest.

"C-Crowley? Is that you?" I whispered.

"Ahh, you found me love. It's great to hear your voice again." I heard the smile in his voice was it for show? Was there something he had planned? "You do remember that song don't you?" He asked. I found a way to open the shelves they split apart. "That song, do you remember the name of it?"

"Somebody to love. By Queen, one of my all time favorite songs." I smiled. "That song was playing when, well I shouldn't go into detail there could be little kiddies listening in." I giggled. "Don't want to cause them and problems." I smiled moving forwards. "Why do they need you exactly?" I asked.

"Because, I'm the final trial." He said simply.

"Ugh this plain is so stupid!" I almost shouted.

"Now now don't get too loud don't want moose or squirrel to hear us."

We just kind of stared at each other in silence. "Do you actually love me?" I blurted out.

"If I didn't why would I say it? I'm a demon, torture is a way I like telling you I don't  love you, it would be torture not just for you, but for me also. To let the person I love getaway."