Running hell wasn't easy at all. That is why you preferred to stay in the house while Crowley is at 'work'. Staying at home also meant comforting your king when he came home after a long day.
You were sitting on the couch. You were wearing Crowley's black dress shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. You had one of your favorite books in hand as you enjoyed the quiet. You had glanced at the clock briefly, noticing that Crowley was late.
You sigh and place your book on the able. You get up and grab a blanket from the hall closet. Then you grab the good scotch and two glasses. You set them on the table pouring the two glasses. Just as you finished and sat down, you heard the door open and slam shut and a loud groan.
You heard Crowley's jacket hit the floor and his steps as he walked towards the living room. As soon as he appeared in the room you opened your arms for him.
He padded over and plopped down. His head on your stomach. He laid on his stomach and closed his eyes.
"Long day?" You ask softly as you began to card your fingers through his hair.
"Demons are so bloody stupid." He grumbles but leaned into your touch.
"I would help you love, but I don't have the patience."
"It's ok. As long as wait for me like this everyday I think I can manage just fine on my own."
You smiled. "Deal."
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionIts all in the title... I also might do actor imagines too. I don't own any of the actors or characters. (Though I wish I did)
