#perfectedthedoublecross

@perfectedthedoublecross

Jody didn’t think she’d see Roderick again after that really, really strange date they had. First she cried at him, then she disappeared to almost bleed to death in the restaurant bathroom and then she left because, well, she was drenched in blood for no apparent reason. 

But she texted him and he actually replied. The sound she made was not supposed to happen, she wasn’t one of those girls.. women. She was tough, she was a cop. 

Crowley is not and has never been a heavy sleeper, not even in his human life. Now, sleep is rare, not because he doesn’t enjoy it, but because he doesn’t need it. The demon slowly opens his eyes when the bed shifts, raising an eyebrow at the other. “Hello darling.” He purrs, voice thick with sleep.

Ironic.          Dean Winchester. The famous hunter.                                                                       A Demon.

It was a lot more fun than being human. None of that humanity to haunt him and his previous actions. No one could blame him for enjoying that. And the many other pleasures that come with this.

       However, he was aware that the new him was strongly disliked         by many. His brother included. So he was aware of the battles        that he would be facing in order to keep this luxury.

                       ❝I’m quite content enjoying this beer.                                                                  What do you want?❞