AUTHOR NOTE: This was requested by djinn.n
You were walking down the hall when you heard Bobby and the boys arguing with someone. You could make out a third voice with a Scottish type accent. You peeked around the corner into the kitchen and saw a man. He's older but handsome. A little shorter than the other men in the room. He's dressed in a black suit. They were talking about demons. More like arguing. From what you could hear they were talking about selling souls. So this guy was a crossroads demon. You decided to meet him and strolled into the kitchen. "Everything ok guys?" you asked.
"And who is this vision of loveliness?" the man asked. That compliment made you blush a light shade of pink.
"Don't worry about who she is," Dean barked, "stay away from her,".
"That's rude Dean," you said, "all he did was ask my name,". You looked over at him and smiled holding out your hand, "I'm Y/N,". He gently took your hand in his and planted a soft kiss on the back of it.
"I'm Crowley," he introduced himself, "you may know me as the king of hell,". So this was Crowley. Your brother's made him sound like some hideous monster. He seemed charming and he wasn't bad on the eyes either.
"Hey don't touch her," Dean ordered, "Y/N he's a demon, don't fall for his charm,".
"Dean, always the protector," Crowley purred, "I should go. I'll get in touch with you later,". He looked over at you and gave you a charming smile, "hope to meet again soon love,". With that, he vanished. You couldn't help but hope to yourself that you did see him again soon. You were very intrigued by the royal demon.