CrowleyXReaderYou slam your car door behind you walking up to the front door of the house you’ve come to know as well as your own. You raise your hand to knock but before you get the chance it swings open. You step inside and slip off your shoes so that you’re in just your socks before making your way down the ornate hallway.
You’d met Crowley by chance about 8 months ago at a small coffee shop in town known for their bourbon cupcakes. You were just out of college and looking for a place to settle down and find a job. Honestly you weren’t looking for a relationship but you two had struck up a conversation and things had escalated from there. Actually it’d be easiest to say you had basically moved in with him without actually living there.
You had a room where you kept a few changes of clothes and spent most of your time off from work here exploring the house and just hanging around even when Crowley was working.
More than once he had told you to go ahead and move in but