Supernatural Imagines

The King of My Heart

So my friend Anna gave me this suggestion I hope you like it!

(Crowley)

Being a hunter means that everything evil that gets in your way dies right? Well my heart changed that the moment I laid eyes on him. The sneaky bastard that made me changed my whole outlook on life. I guess I deserve it anyway. I knew I was doomed that day I picked up the gun and shot my first ghost. It was only a matter of time.

See I had met Crowley while I was with the Winchesters. I had hunted with them before but when the devil would walk free again I had to step in. We had been through so much and now I was to far down the road to even turn around. 

Now two years later I was still in the same spot. Crowley didn't know my feelings for him, but when I stuck up for him he was flattered. I didn't know he felt, but I couldn't just say them. A hunter loving a demon, or even worse the King of Hell? That was something never heard of. I use to think he use to like me, but that's changed. 

So here I was sitting in my room in the Bunker trying to shake off the nightmare I have had for the past two weeks. Since getting kidnapped by angels and getting tortured for information has kinda left a mark. 

I shifted on the bed and pushed the covers off and made my way to the door slipping on my old grey hoodie. It wasn't exactly the most warmest place the Bunker. 

Slipping into the kitchen I made myself some hot cocco. I jumped onto the counter and starred at the floor. No one would be up at this hour. I sigh escaped my lips as I made my way into the library and grabbbed a random book from the shelf and curled up on the couch. I guess I would have to spend the rest of the night reading. 

Not even a minute later there was a knock on the door. Looking up I saw Crowley was at the door with a drink in his hand. He smiled-actually smiled."Fancy a chat Anna?"

I smiled back and gestured to the seat beside me," Go right ahead."

He tipped his drink at me then suddenly was on the couch beside me. " So why is Anna up at a late time like this?"

I smirked, " What is the King of Hell doing here at a time like this?"

He shot  me a playful glare but shrugged, " I had no place to be and it seemed that a pretty lady like you were all alone......."

I frowned and shifted a little bit placing the book on the small table beside me." I had a nightmare again. Nothing unusual."

Crowley frowned and scooted a little closer to me."About what love?"

I waved my hand like it was no big deal, " Just the irony of angels torturing me."

"But your alright other than that right? No more pain?"

"No just the scars........why do you care Crowley?"

He fidgeted in his spot," Is it so bad to care for you?"

I became flustered and waved my hands frantically, " No, no! But why would anyone care about me?"

He turned to me with complete seriousness on his face," I'd be damned if I didn't care about you. Who wouldn't? Your sweet, innocent, pretty and always raise a good arguement. Why wouldn't I?"

He then shut his mouth quickly and turned away from me. I moved so I was sitting right beside him and took on of his hands." Do you really care that much?Do you mean all of that?"

 He turned back to look at me and on his face shown complete vulnerability," Why do you think I stick around with you? Why do you think I have midnight visits with you darling? It's because I care about you. Not just about Moose and Squirrel."

I smiled and felt my cheeks grow warm. He actually cared. He actually loved me.

Gaining more confidence I took his other hand and tired holding them both in mine, " You know Crowley I care about you too. I don't just fancy our midnight chats."

Crowley looked down at me for a spilt second and then the nezt thing I knew his lips where on mine. Several minutes later I pulled back gasping for air. I smirked up a him, " Now was that so hard? All it took was a little push."

He laughed and pulled me closer so I was leaning against his chest. I made myself comfortable against him and sighed already getting tired. I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. I felt his hands run through my hair and I smiled softly. Who knew that the one night I couldn't sleep I would be kissed by the king of hell?

My thoughts were interrupted, " What are you going to do about Moose and Squriell? Surely they will soon know darling." 

I lifted my head and give him a short kiss on the check then set my chin on his chest, looking up at him." Then I will tell them the truth."

His eyes creased. " About me? The King of Hell loving you, their closet friend?"

I chuckled softly and smiled hugely at his choice of words." No I will tell them about the King of my Heart and if they can't get over it then I don't care."

Crowley chuckled softly and kissed me softly once more," The King of your Heart, I like that."