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
Mycroft x Reader - Part 2You walked through the still very busy streets of London, it was getting late, and the sun was already starting to set leaving a golden colour in the sky. You always loved the city at night, at that time it came alive, the lights, the moon, the stars it all seemed rather magical to you. Even though you wore a coat and scarf you were still terribly cold.
You couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit nervous going over to see Mycroft. Yes you flirted endlessly with him at times and you did get on very well with each other, you were perhaps, the closest thing to a friend he had but to you he was an extremely powerful man, dominant, and that could sometimes make you feel slightly intimidated. When you’d first met him you were very nervous around him, the way he’d speak to you in that cold, unfriendly tone, the way his eyes would look at you as if he were judging you. Once you had tried to talk with him but he told you to shut up and that he didn’t need to hear such allegati