"Love?" A light hand shook me awake. "Love wake up."
"Hmmm." I said into the pillow turning on my side. "But I don't want to." I groaned.
"Then I guess you don't want to go eat something."
"Food?!" I shot up. "Where?"
"Too lazy to put on clothes I see."
"Yeah, also I drank the rest of the bottle, so I'm a little drunk also. But you know it goes away eventually." I pulled the blankets up to cover my naked body.
"Your love for food has never changed." He smiled.
"Well yeah. Food is the only boyfriend that's been with me since the very beginning, even though it was scare at some points in my life."
"Same reasoning also." He brought his hand up to my face letting it linger on my cheek, a concern expression came over his face. "You're hot." He said.
"Well I like the flattery but I'm sure that's not what you meant."
He moved closer bringing his cheek to my forehead. "What have you been up to? Your temperature is through the roof."
"I did just take a steamy bath, very relaxing, it's all the better with some alcohol. I also always had a higher body temperature than most."
"Well just in case you are to stay in bed. I'll sit with you and we can watch all of your favorite movies."
"Movie day!" I fist bumped the air. "Now just have to get some real clothes on." I mummered grabbing the sheets and covering my body with them. I closed my bedroom door. "No peep show here." I giggled still in a slightly hazy state from all of the craig. "Do I have clothes or do I only have what I was wearing?"
"The giant door right there, open it you'll be in a land of wonders." Crowley said.
I opened it. "Woah." I said my voice quiet.
"You'd always wear that as pajamas." Crowley said pointing at something red and silky looking while wrapping his arms around me from behind. "Red was-."
"Is my favorite color. That has always been a constant, just because the color red-."
"Reminds you of blood." He chuckled.
"Exactly." I turned in his embrace. "But it also means to me fiery passion." I kissed him.
"Firey passion is right. Now get dressed you still may be sick can't have you get any worse."
"Is that just a sweet way of saying no I can't have sex with you because you're still drunk and it's wrong?"
"Pretty much half that and half I don't want you to get sick."
"Fine." I giggled. "If you're only trying to spare me." I grabbed for the clothes dropping the covers on the ground I slid on the night gown. "Sexy." I said looking into the mirror. I grabbed a pair of black plain panties (since everyone always calls the females undergarment panties in fan fics) putting them on.
"What movie shall we start with?" Crowley asked.
"Hmm." I thought as I fixed the covers back on the bed. "How about, Crimson peak? I saw it in theaters pretty good movie, my type of horror movie. One that involves murder, love, and ghosts and a bunch of other stuff."
"It is your choice just please limit the chick flicks to three." He laughed.
"Chick flicks? Only one I really like it's titanic, other than that I don't really like any."
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