Got my Hipster Crowley T-Shirt recently, then my mum put it in the wash and the transfer is now dotted with ashen coloured marks. It kinda adds to it in a way so I’m not too upset! KING OF HELL YAAAAS!
p.s. I’m sorry about the background, there is a lack of portable photographic equipment in this house!
Summary: (y/n) is one of the only hunters ever
seriously going to college. However all the pressure is wearing her out. Luckily
Crowley shows up and helps her get some well-earned rest.
is for @ellienovak (hope this even works, I never tagged anyone before), hope
you like it and it’s close to what you wanted.)
It had been
days since you last gotten a good night sleep. In a couple of weeks your
collage exams were to start and it stressed you to no end. As one of the only
hunters ever who decided to pull through with college, most of your ‘colleagues’
just smiled at you. They didn’t get it. You didn’t want out of the life, you
just thought there was more to life than hunting. Therefore apart from your
major, you took some classes in archaeology and Latin. This way you could study
and hopefully graduate in the subject you enjoyed while also getting deeper
into important hunting basics. For a dead language Latin was pretty cool!
couple of months had been tough. You had to completely reschedule your life and
get used to the thought of staying in one place for longer than a week. That
had been interesting, especially the first time someone from your class had
recognized you. You really had to fight down all your instincts, in your line
of work recognition most of them lead to some monster trying to avenge their
mother, brother, second cousin or whatever. However at some stage you got the
hang of it. Hell, you even had a couple of friends to hang out with on Friday
nights. It was the closest to normal life you had ever been while it was also
one of the strangest, scariest experiences in your life. Collage really was
something else. You loved it.
If it weren’t
for the stupid exams! See hunting was easy, you had a life time of experience
in that. With all the adrenaline and the motivation of saving innocent people,
going up close against any monster any day seemed liked child’s play. But this…
pages and pages of stuff you had to know in your sleep. This was fucking hard!
the book down and rubbed your tired eyes. It was already pretty late but you
knew going to bed was no point. You’d lie awake and worry about the exams. Tossing
and turning till you were so deep in your own mind that you’d start to question
your college plans all together. You’d think about all the hunts you should be
one, all the people you should be saving right now.
there.” Suddenly your tired eyes opened in surprise. Swiftly you turned around
already grabbing your gun. You might have been a college student now, but you
were no idiot!
hell!” You yelled raising the gun at the man who stood relaxed and content in your
living room, drink in hand.
way tidier, love. Your place looks more like a battel field.” He looked around
at all the text books and study notes that were shattered over the floor and
any other available surface. “Don’t tell me the novels finally started a fight against
all the scientific crap humans read and call it learning.”
“No one is
picking a fight except the demon who just interrupted my studying.” You rolled
your eyes. Admittedly your place was a serious mess. But wasn’t that how
collage girls were supposed to life? Eating take out or ramen noodles, while
their place looked horribly close to a cave?
love” He chuckled piling up some of the books on your tiny sofa “I just came to
check in. Moose and squirrel haven’t heard from you in days, so they asked me
to check in.”
You protested not wanting to worry anyone. Damn, you were a grown woman you
didn’t need someone to send the king of hell of all people to check on you.
what I told them” Crowley just shrugged and sat down next to you. His drink
reappeared refilled in his hands while he leaned back. Apparently he wasn’t
planning on leaving you to your studies anytime soon. “But since I’m already
here I thought I could spent some quality time with you.”
time with the king of hell?” You questioned doubtfully.
your majesty anytime you feel like it.” Crowley winked at you before picking up
the book you slammed down before he arrived. “Archaeology. Can’t quit being a
hunter deep down even in this place, ay?”
some vacation” You retorted “I’m studying.”
tell me you got yourself some of these hipster smart girl glasses?” Crowley
sounded actually distressed and disgusted by the mere thought. “You can still
go the college without these, right?”
you laugh. For the first time in days you relaxed and just simply laughed. The
thought amused you so much you even considered getting some, just to mess with
Crowley. Unfortunately you had forgotten about his mind reading ability. He scowled
before looking at you in all seriousness. “Don’t even think about it, love.”
your abilities really suck.” You pouted.
best for you” He replied. The book really must have struck his interest, he
turned it once again in his hands before he opened it to one of the pages you
had marked. “Egypt. Hmmm…” He kept scanning the page while you watched him. His
eyes flow over the page incredibly fast, getting deeper and deeper into the
matter. “You know I’ve been there?” He pointed at one of the newer archaeological
Roman and his digging everywhere?” He smiled at you finally tearing his gaze
away from the page “Of course the king of hell had a close look at all the
findings. You would be amazed what he dug up.”
tell me about it?” For a second you were surprised yourself by your request.
Quickly you decided it was because hearing first-hand about archaeology would
probably help your studies. It had nothing to do with the fact that you found
yourself enjoying Crowley’s company. Nor had it anything to do with his amazing
accent. Nop, this was all for college.
“Sure” He nodded
handing you the book to look at some of the pictures. Automatically you moved
in closer, leaning slightly into him as he pointed out things on the newer
coloured pictures. You found yourself enjoying not only his accent but his
stories as well. Helping out the Winchesters with the Leviathans at the time,
you didn’t know much about all the times Crowley went after whatever Roman was
trying to dig up. It was surprisingly fascinating. And funny, you found
yourself laughing more than you had in weeks, probably since you started
and laughed and slowly you drifted off to sleep. Your eye lids were getting heavier
and you found following more and more difficult. At some point you promised
yourself to only close your eyes for a second and to look back at the pictures
after. However you couldn’t bring yourself to open them again. Subconsciously
you snuggled closer to Crowley’s warm form just enjoying the company. So close
you smelled a hint of sulphur and alcohol, but it didn’t disturb your peaceful
rest instead it made you sleepier.
sleep, love.” Crowley whispered his voice close to your hair. You felt a hand
brush over your cheek softly. “You really should take better care of yourself. Even
a hunter gone college student needs rest.”
sleep” You murmured, eyes still closed, too sleepy to be anything but honest.
“I can see
that” He chuckled “Saw that the moment I came in here. Your eyes looked tired,
worn out. But love, you’re almost asleep now.”
you’re here.” You nuzzled even closer into him, wanting to keep his warmth and
so?” Amused he pulled you closer into his side, pressing a light kiss in your
hair. You answered with a soft affirmative hum. “Sleep then, I’ll stay right
here. Just… Just promise me you also try and take care of yourself when I’m not
Again you hummed
affirmative, not even knowing to what exactly you agreed. The only thing your
brain could focus on was the soft warmth you were pressed against and even that
warmth slowly faded as you completely drifted off to sleep. The last thing you
heard was a soft “Good night, my love” and a tender kiss in your forehead.