SUPERNATURAL ↳ IMAGINES & ONE SHOTS [COMPLETE]

Phrase Prompt ≫ Crowley

3 ≫ "Don't be stupid, I'm not leaving you."
11 ≫ "Shut up, okay? If this your lame ass attempt to say sorry, you don't try hard enough."
21 ≫ "I don't know whether to kiss you or punch you."

Crowley, that ass of a demon. You don't know how but you found yourself in love with the bloody king. You liked his sass, his charming complexion and his cheeky winks he sends towards you. You couldn't let him know, you knew he was going to tease you endlessly. However, you did close to him become best friends and actually Crowley was thankful.

Crowley loved you, you understand him when others didn't. You loved him like another person and treated like no other. Crowley loves you and you didn't know it. He had given you hints, both obvious and not obvious, but he grew frustrated and left it as you guys being best friend.

"When was this a good idea?" Crowley asked as he walked into the building with you and the Winchesters, "We're looking for misfitted angels in a crowed place like this?"

"Yes, Crowley." You answered as you watched Dean grew annoyed.

Dean turned to look at you, "Please control your boyfriend, (Y/n)." Dean said, with a slight smirk on his face, knowing you haven't shared your feeling for the king of hell.

"Shut up, Dean!" You said flustering up while to smacked Dean as Sam laughed, you scowled at the brothers, "Sam, control your monkey."

You grabbed Crowley and made you way to the other side of the room, lurking. You sighed as your red cheeks where now not visible to the amused Crowley, however inside a pain was stabbing through, you smiled at Crowley.

"So..." You started awkwardly not sure on how to start a conversation, "Seen any angels lately?"

Crowley laughs and shakes his head at you attempt, "You amuse me too much, darling." You rolled your eyes as he scan the room, "Love..."

You looked at him, "Hm?"

You and the boys had walked into a infestation of angels. A trap, inside was many angels, every direction you look they were there. Waiting for an attack, Crowley quickly realised as he send the brothers a look, who widen their eyes as prepared themselves for a fight. Crowley look at you, grabbed the side of your face, squishing you slightly.

"You have to leave, too many angels in the room. I don't want you to get hurt."

You swat away his hands away from you face, "Don't be stupid, I'm not leaving you."

You were slightly offended that you think you needed protecting, you had been hunting with the Winchesters for years, you knew the dangers. You let that out slightly harsh but there was no way in hell that you would leave Crowley, god, over your ashes and grave.

Why would you leave someone behind if you love them? The answer is you don't.

He was shocked, but suddenly got attacked by an angel due to him being distracted. You had killed the angel as Crowley snapped out of his daze.

"Wow, bloody fantastic. Great. Magnificent. You know I shouldn't have doubt you in your capability of greatness and-"

You mused out, "Shut up, okay? If this your lame ass attempt to say sorry, you don't try hard enough." You ganked another angel as you looked at Crowley, "Will you stop standing there like a lemon and fight?"

Crowley nodded as he ganked an angel that was about to attack you, you turn around and smile a thankful. Crowley couldn't help but smile back, but it wasn't a cheeky smile or anything, it was an actual smile.

You and Crowley, surprisingly, are a great pair when it comes to fighting, having each others backs, and attacking and dodging from left and right. You enjoyed yourself, how weird, but you enjoyed how it felt good that someone other than the brothers and Cas was there to have your back, it was great to fight along side your best friend, finger crossing lover.

That was when Crowley had the misfortune to get hurt. "I can't heal, love!"

"What do you mean you can't heal?" You shouted angrily at the demon as you furiously butchered angels.

"I mean, the wound is still bleeding and it is still open." Crowley explained calmly towards you at as he lunge forward to get away from a crazy angel as you stabbed it.

"What? Are you fucking broken or something?" You asked annoyed, you turn to look towards Crowley, "I am so going to look at this 'wound' after this fight."

"Yes, ma'am." Crowley mused teasingly as you glared at him.

"Cut the bloody cheek, will ya?" You said teasing his accent as he laughs.

Soon enough you had grabbed Crowley's shirt and coat before slightly moving the fabric to find the wound but you saw nothing, you looked up to Crowley, who was a few inches taller, to see him grinning. Your jaw locked, angry at the king of hell.

"You insufferable, arrogant dickhead!" You said throwing punches at him, him taking a few steps back as you backed him i to the wall. "I don't know whether to kiss you or punch you, you're such an inconsiderate prick!"

"Wait, say that again love?" Crowley was distracted by the fact that you said kiss.

You looked at him confused, your head tilted as you had blood smeared all over you. You had been panting, "What?" You asked.

"You said something about kissing me or punching me."

You froze as you hear Dean laugh behind you, "You go get some, (Y/n)!"

That was the moment that you didn't want Crowley to question what Dean meant so you smashed lips against the demon's lips. Behind you were the Winchesters shocked, and tries to look anywhere but you two. Crowley, however, was shocked at the sudden action. But soon enough Crowley smiles and kisses back. When you both parted, you give him a tight smile

"Expect that punch, sweetheart."

You give him a peck on the lips before whispering in his ear, "There is so much to love about you and little to hate."

From then, Crowley had a plan to ask you on a date to Budapest.