Hello guys! Since the finale I've been wanting to write and Crowley fic and I have finally done it! There's a few things to take note of before you read it though.
This is Crowley centric with two-three OCS. Sam, Dean, and maybe Cas will show up at some point but not for a while. It's mainly just myself, Lexi, and my best friend and her boyfriend, Faith and Kevin.
That said, for this story to work, we are all 22 years old. I believe Kevin is already 22 now but I'm almost 20 and Faith will be 20 at the end of the year so I aged us up 2 years for things to work out.
For reference about my dog, I did have a dog named Coco but we put her down two years ago at 15 years old due to old age. So imagine a small brown Pit Bull type mutt with a black muzzle and white on her chest and paws. She is around 40-50 pounds and still small enough to pick up and hold.
Another thing to note is that I rarely update stories that I post on Tumblr. I will always update things on my and Wattpad both of which are the same as my user on here. So it's best to follow me on one of those two. If not, I might try and update it consistently here and on my AO3 DemonPirate13.
Also, this takes place towards the beginning of season 12. And basically all throughout it. Finally, the title is also meant to be two people talking. That being, Faith saying the first part while I'm saying the second. More or less inspired by the lyrics in the song Monster by Dev.
Last but not least, The cover was made by OOO9Lives on Twitter!
EDIT: Just wanted to add the full summary:
One night, Crowley and Lexi meet at a bar. She's weary of him at first and keeps her guard up. But the more she talks to him, the more she sees similarities between them. Not to mention the fact that she felt herself falling for him. And she was falling hard. Soon, they become close friends and maybe something more. Something they both needed in their lives. The downside to it all? She doesn't know he's a demon & he doesn't know she's a hunter. When they do find out about each other's secret life, no one wants them to be together anymore. Things become weird at first. but they soon learn to deal with it. Besides, everything will be fine, right?
He's Not Human…
…Does it Matter?
Chapter 1 - Bar Encounter
Faith and I stood at the grave of the body we had just salt and burned. There was a haunting going on here in Virginia so we came down and took care of things.
Turns out, a crazy mother murdered her kids and kept killing the kids that moved in with their families afterwards, trapping them all in that house until we arrived and has since freed them.
However, we decided to wait a day just to be sure. So once we got back into our car, we drove to a bar to hang out for the rest of the night.
"This was a surprisingly easy case." Faith said as we got our beers.
"Usually ghosts are pretty easy." I shrugged. "It's werewolves, vampires, and others that are usually tough. But we can take them."
"Don't get cocky on me now." Faith chuckled.
"Yeah. Yeah…" I chuckled too. "Anyway, I'm ready to go home for a bit once we know for sure that ghost is gone." I took a sip of my beer.
"I am too. I miss Kevin and my cats." Faith agreed. "And I know you miss Coco and don't like being away from her in her old age."
"But I have to since it's our job." I replied kind of sadly. "As long as I don't get a call from Kevin that involves her I'm happy."
"Speaking of Kevin, I'm going to head out and call him. Give him a update on the case." Faith said getting up.
"Sounds good." I nodded and watched her leave the building.
"Will she be back?" The bartender asked coming up to me.
"She will." I gave another nod. "Just stepped outside for a phone call."
"Okay." He nodded back and went back to doing his work.
I took another sip of my beer, and decided to get on my phone to waste some time until Faith got back.
"Hello, darling." A British sounding voice said behind me after a few minutes of playing a game.
Shutting my phone off but keeping it under my hand, I turned to face him as he stepped forward and sat down on my left as Faith was sitting on my right side.
I looked the man up and down, making sure not to let my guard down. He was definitely a few decades older than me and had a beard. Then there was how he was wearing a expensive black suit. Now why would someone with something that expensive be out here at a cheap bar like this one?
When he was sitting down and much closer to me, I noticed that he had green eyes and brown hair. As I was making mental notes of his looks, I decided to respond.
"Hello." I replied back, deciding to be polite.
"Are you alone or is someone sitting there." He pointed to the seat next to me where Faith's beer was still at.
"She'll be back." I said, glancing at the seat before looking back to him.
"Ah good. Never know what could happen to a young lady like yourself when alone at the bar." The man replied.
"I can take care of myself." I shrugged.
"Wasn't implying that you couldn't considering how you have a gun on your hip." He gave a smug smile.
"Can I get you something, sir?" The bartender from before came back.
"Some whiskey would be great." The man replied.
"Coming right up." The bartender said and walked away to get it.
"So," He started, "What brings you here?"
"Just traveling with my friend. We plan on heading back home tomorrow."
"Ah. So you aren't from here?" He asked and I shook my head. "What luck, neither am I. I guess you can say I'm traveling too."
"That's cool." I replied, taking a sip.
"You look pretty young. Are you sure you can drink?" He kept his smug smirk.
"I'm 22 years old." I confirmed. "Plus, the bartenders could lose their jobs if they gave alcohol to minors."
"Fair enough." He shrugged and took a sip of his drink that the bartender had brought out a few moments ago.
There was a few moments of silence so I decided to check my phone for the time and act like I was doing something productive on it.
"You mentioned you were here traveling….just for fun or for a actual reason?" The guy decided to ask.
"For fun." I replied back. "I love traveling. It's something I've done all my life." Well, might as well keep lying a bit. "My friend and I decided to get up and leave for a few days long trip and ended up here."
"Having fun?" He asked and I nodded.
He got up a little bit and I tensed. I wasn't in much of a mood to deal with creeps at a bar or shoot some human for that matter.
"Relax. You don't need to be so tensed. I was just getting my phone out. See?" The stranger showed it to me and I allowed myself to relax a little.
"Why wouldn't I be tensed? After all, you're the one that mentioned not knowing what could happen to someone like me." I replied, moving my attention to my beer.
"True." He shrugged.
"What are you doing here?" I looked back to him and into his eyes.
"Traveling. I was dealing with some things and needed to get away for a drink so I came here." The man replied.
"Oh. Do you normally strike up conversations with random girls at bars?" I decided to let my sass out a bit.
"Oooh. Didn't realize you had some snark in you."
"You going to answer?" I looked away from his eyes, that made me feel like I was hypnotized.
"No I don't. Just saw you were alone and felt maybe you needed someone to talk to." He replied back.
"I suppose I did." I said truthfully. God knows how long Faith would be outside for anyway. "Did you also need someone to talk to?"
"In a way, yes." He admitted. "Better to talk to someone alone than try to mingle with a group of people. Though I rather like being alone."
"Honestly, I do too." I also admitted. "I don't do crowds. Not only do I not like being around that many people but I have claustrophobia too."
"It's also better to handle things on your own too." He said and I nodded.
"Yeah I suppose it is." I replied back and noticed my beer was about empty now. Shit. Didn't realize how fast I was drinking it. At least my…I glanced down at my hand and noticed I was picking at my fingernails. Something I usually only do when I'm nervous or stressed.
"Excuse me." I stopped a bartender. "Can I have another beer?"
"Sure." He nodded and went to get it.
"Thanks." I said as he handed it to me.
"I can't help but notice you're less tense now." The man said, bringing my attention back to him, before taking a sip of his drink.
"Probably because I allowed myself to relax a bit and will let my real sassy and sarcastic self out when I become comfortable around people." I said.
"Ah, it's fun being full of sarcasm and sass isn't it?" He winked.
"Yes." I smirked, as I started to finish my original beer. "Yes it is. Are you full of it too?"
"I am." He nodded. "Beautiful night, isn't it, love?"
Love. Darling. This guy can make anyone's knees weak with his accent alone. I smiled to myself before mentally slapping myself in the face and turning back to him.
This time I felt weird. I wasn't as tense as I was. Nor was I keeping my guard up. A sweat suddenly went down my back and I got the chills.
"Cold?" He asked.
"No. Just the chills." I replied back, feeling myself get lost in his eyes again.
'You stop it, Lexi.' I thought to myself. 'Don't go falling in love with random ass guys in bars that are clearly much older than you'
"Lexi." I thought I heard Faith say. "Lexi." She said again, only closer.
"Hmm?" I hummed, finally snapping out of it and looking away from the man that it seemed like I was having a staring contest with.
"Everything alright?" She asked as she sat back down beside me.
"Y-Yeah." I stuttered by accident. "Couldn't be better."
"I'll see you later, darling." The stranger grabbed his drink and headed to the other side of the bar.
Why did he have to call me it again? I could feel more sweat go down my back. Finishing my original beer completely, I grabbed my new one and I almost chugged it had Faith not stopped me first.
"Geez. What did I miss?" She asked, taking the bottle and putting it down.
"I…I really don't know." I replied.
What did happen? One minute I was watching my own back and keeping my guard up. Next thing I know, I'm lost in his eyes and accent. My guard had dropped and I just felt myself become nervous…almost like a…
"No." I said to myself, shaking my head and closing my eyes.
"'No' what?" Faith asked, confused.
"I need my spinner." I showed her my fingernails. "I also really need to get another and keep it in the car."
"We can try and find another tomorrow on the way home at gas stations or pharmacies. Why do you seem….oh…" Did she realize it? I mean, she is my best friend so she'll know if-"…You got a crush on him, don't you." I gave a small growl and stared at her.
"That's it isn't it?" She smiled, knowing she was right. "You got a crush on someone!"
"Doesn't exactly help it was at a bar." I replied, looking around for him but couldn't find him.
"What's him name?" Faith asked.
"You did notice how much older he seemed right?" I asked, bringing my attention back to her.
"Yeah but you're both of legal age so it shouldn't matter." She said and I gave a small shrug after a moment of thinking about that. "So…" She continued. "What's his name?"
"I…" I then realized that I never even asked. "I don't know."
"You didn't ask?" Faith questioned.
"He didn't ask me either." I informed her.
"Want to try and find him and ask?" Faith asked, seemingly too happy about my crush that isn't a crush.
"No." I stated.
"Come on!" Faith begged.
"How's Kevin, the dog, and cats doing?" I decided to change the subject.
"Don't just change the subject!" Faith laughed. "They're doing great! Coco can't wait to see you."
"I can't wait to see her." I replied.
"So about that guy." Faith said.
"Faith." I stated again.
"What was he like?"
"Faith." I said again.
"Did he have a accent? It sounded like it to me!" Faith said and I just growled again and drunk my beer. This was going to be a very long night…
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