Imagine Crowley giving you a gift that reminded him of you, before telling you he loves you for the first time.
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“Wow, Crowley! This is gorgeous!” You say stunned, holding the box containing a beautiful necklace.
You don’t know exactly what kind of stone it is that hangs from the chain, but it looks like it had actually captured fire.
“It’s nothing. Just something that I’ve had lying around for ages.” Crowley responds smoothly. “It’s a little understated, but still fit for a queen.”
He takes it from you, and removes the necklace before tossing the box onto the bed behind you. After unclasping it, he holds it by the ends and raises his brows in a silent question. You turn your back to him and lift your hair to allow him access to put it on you. Once he’s done that, he gently turns you toward the mirror. You reach up and touch the stone now sitting right in the dip between your collar bones. You just catch a glimpse of a satisfied smile playing on his lips before he hides it.
“Beautiful.” You say, still a little speechless.
The two of you have never actually talked about getting serious. It just kind of happened, but you can’t deny you have really fallen for him, and you know that just the fact that he gave you this is more of a big deal than he is letting on, and that maybe he also feels a little more strongly than he originally intended to.
“It suits you, love.” He says.
“I’m fiery?” You laugh.
He chuckles, “That too, but it matches that determined fire you get in your eyes.”
This makes you smile. Usually if he mentions ‘that fire in your eyes’, it’s followed by a fake annoyed comment about your stubbornness.
You turn to him, and after a lingering kiss say, “Thank you. I love it.” And with a grin, “I knew you loved my stubbornness.”
Without hesitation he states, “Because I love you.”