Supernatural one shots

Crowley(Male Reader)-Demophobia

My feet hit the ground forcefully as I ran through the hall's of the bunker, trying desperately to hurry and get to the dungeons. My two brothers were down there, probably beating Crowley to a pulp, and I couldn't allow that, because of reasons that my brothers couldn't know, but were about to find out. Crowley and I were...Well...Seeing each other.

We had been for a while now. And by now I could say that I loved him. I hadn't told him yet of course, the sentiment would go straight to his ego, and he'd never let me live it down. Now, it was bad enough that I was in love with a demon, but I wasn't exactly out to my brothers yet. See, as a bisexual guy in the hunting world, it's a little hard. Some hunters can be very judgmental. I was scared that Dean and Sam would reject me.

Technically, I wasn't even their brother. I was adopted. Sort of. They saved me when I was a teenager, and since I had no one left, they had taken me in. I'd been with them for close to thirteen years now. I loved them to death, but I was godamn terrified at the moment. Would they kick me out for being Bi? For loving Crowley? Or both? We'll I was about to find out.

I burst into the dungeons in time to see Dean Punch Crowley in the gut. "Stop it!" I yelled, and pulled Dean off of him. "Leave him alone!" I stood between Crowley and my brothers, arms outstretched.

My heart was pounding, and I met Dean's eyes. He was panting and looking at me in confusion. "Y/N What the hell are you doing?" He demanded, Sam coming to his side.

"I won't let you hurt him anymore," I said, setting my eyes. "He's not...He's not all bad, okay? Yea he's fucked up, but he's a demon, what do you expect? He's also helped us, without asking for anything in return." I defended.

"Darling, you flatter me," Crowley spoke up, and I peeked at him over my shoulders. "You're welcome," I whispered, with an eye roll, before turning back to Sam and Dean.

"Don't call him...Don't you call him darling," Dean snapped at Crowley. He sounded appalled, and I cringed.

"Why not?" Crowley challenged, with an eyebrow raise. "Would you prefer I call him...Baby? Or...Pet? What about...sexy?" Crowley wiggled his brows at me, and Sam had to hold Dean back from ripping off Crowley's face.

"Dean stop!" I exclaimed, placing my hands on his shoulders. "It's okay! He-he can call me those things, because he's my...We are...He's...." I struggled to say it, fear of what they would think, in the way.

"Lover?" Crowley supplied, and I swallowed thickly. "Thank you...For that..." I sighed.

At that Dean and Sam both froze, and stared between me and Crowley, shock in their faces. "I'm sorry....What?!" Sam cried, in disbelief.

"I'm sorry okay?" I felt a lump form in my throat "But I can't help the way I feel about him...Or about...Men," I swallowed. "I'm Bi. And I'm in love with a demon!" I cried, throwing my hands up in the air in exasperation.

"You love him? Him? Of all the godamn people, and I mean actual people, you fall for fucking him?!" Dean yelled, gesturing to Crowley.

"Y/N he doesnt care for anybody but himself!" Sam added in.

"Yes he does! You guy's don't know him like I do!" I swallowed, and looked over to Crowley, to find him staring at me. His eyes were big and he looked the most sincere I'd ever seen him. "Do you mean that?" He asked so quietly that I almost missed it.

It took me a moment to realize that I'd just announced to the entire room that I loved him. My eyes were soon just as big as his. "I-I...Yea...I do," I mumbled. "I have...For a while," I admitted, and suddenly it seemed like it was only us in the room.

Crowley's gaze was almost too much, but a ghost of a smile crossed his lips, and I knew he loved me back.

"That's it," Dean decided to ruin the moment by grabbing my arm and spinning me around. "You. Go upstairs right now," He said, and I shoved him off, frowning. "Stop it! I'm not a damn kid Dean, I'm a grown ass man who can date, and do whatever, and whoever he wants," I snapped. Dean took a step back, as if my words had been a physical slap.

"Dean...I hate to say it...But Y/N's right...He's thirty for fucks sake. We can't control what he does," He spoke, but looked at me seriously. "But we can advise you, and tell you to be careful. And that we will be here if you need us. No matter what," He promised. "Even when this jackass breaks your heart,"

Dean set his jaw and crossed his arms. I still felt like my heart was about to jump from my chest, but Sam's words helped calm me. "Thank you Sam," I said, and looked at Dean, hoping, praying that he would agree.

"Fine," He spoke sullenly. "But don't say I didn't warn you," He added in a glare for good measure. A smile formed on my face. "Thanks Dean,"

After a few awkward moments, Crowley cleared his throat. "So...Does that mean I can go?" He asked, and Dean shot him an icy look. "If you dare hurt him, I swear to god I will kill you, bring you back, then kill you again,"

Crowley raised his shackled hands in surrender. "Point taken,"

I chuckled a bit. "Okay, now Can I have a minute alone with him?"

Reluctantly, my brothers indeed unshackled Crowley, and left us alone in the dungeon, though I was pretty sure they were waiting just outside.

As soon as we were alone, I hugged Crowley, sighing softly. Crowley held me close. "For the record...I love you too,"