I had a great time writing this one. Can't wait to do some more later. Also, keep sending some prompts/requests! I'd love to do them.
("I look like shit." "Shut up, you look amazing.")
The crime scene happened to be at a well-established place this time, meaning that in order to get in, you had to look the part. Since they needed one inside, and one using the guise as an FBI agent, Sam had been forced into the part.
And to make matters worse, Crowley was there, deciding to help with the case. The demon could pull this off, Sam on the other hand…
"I look like shit." He said, mostly to himself. The demon rolled his eyes, going to look at him and stopping suddenly.
"Shut up, you look amazing." Crowley was outright admiring him, and Sam found himself flushing as the demon came closer.
"Like Hell I-" Sam trailed off when the demon wrapped an arm around his own, the smirk and glint in the brown eyes catching the taller man off guard. The arm around his made him warm up more, flush spreading.
"Come on, darling. We have a date to go to."
Sam didn't say no.