AN: I had a lot of requests for this one, but I loved writing this tbh. I hope you enjoy it.
"Sorry, it's just… You're so beautiful it hurts"
Ever since the trials, there was an unspoken connection that formed between Sam and the king of hell, that was until Crowley finally spoke up, saying what was on both of their minds. After everything was out in the open, Sam found himself gravitating towards the demon more often.
It wasn't long before Dean started to question his brother about it, having kept an eye on the two after he noticed how often Sam was in the dungeon with the demon. And as he watched the interactions day after day, the older Winchester finally saw it. At first, he didn't like it, but there was no denying or stopping it. Sam had a crush on the king of Hell and vice versa.
"Going to see your boyfriend?" Dean asked one day, beer in hand as Sam moved towards the direction of the dungeon, carrying his laptop. The words caused the taller to pause, glancing at Dean with an eye roll.
"Really? Dean, we're not-"
"Could have fooled me. The amount of times I catch you two eying each other in one day is disgusting, Sammy." Without saying another word, the younger Winchester made his way to the dungeons, Dean's words echoing in his head even as he sat across from Crowley, eyes focusing on his laptop screen. There were eyes on him, like always. The same eyes that he somehow always found, no matter what.
"What?" Sam flushed darkly, voice soft as he turned his head to meet Crowley's gaze. Time stood still, and for the first time, he witnessed a flush start to form on the demon.
"Sorry, it's just… You're so beautiful it hurts"
Sam had never heard Crowley so sincere in over the four years of knowing him, and he swallowed hard, going to pull the demon in for a deep kiss that was eagerly returned.
So maybe Dean was right. He did have a boyfriend.