“hey, Beauty, come look at this.” Reaper said, using your code name that you had to use on missions.

you approached the skeletal remains of the mother and child, “trying to tell me something Reaper? want to settle down and have a family?”

John (Reaper) scoffed, “why are you so annoying?”

“you know you love me. and you dont care how annoying i am because we work amazing together.” you laughed, “scratch that, we just are amazing together, and you know it John.”

the first morning when you woke up you went into the kitchen, wrapped in a blanket, to find Bill already up, “would you like some tea?” he asked.

“yes please.”

it continued that way every morning. he was always awake and ready to make you breakfast and tea. then you would go on a walk along the sea and return for lunch, then reading and hanging out. you talked for hours some days, especially when it rained and cast beautiful sounds against the skylights.

the only couch was a two seater so you’d often sit at opposite ends. but as time went by and you both got more comfortable you found yourself with your feet on his lap, then he moved closer so your legs were on his lap, then one day you sat down directly next to him and his arm went around the back of the chair behind you like it was the most normal thing in the world.

it was no longer a safe house that you had to stay in, it was a home, for the both of you.

he came to a stop and you turned to look at Stiles through the window as he leaned over to roll it down, “hey, going to school?” he asked.

“how did you guess?” you asked, motioning to your back pack. 

“want a ride?” he laughed.

“sure, thanks.”

he was so surprised you said yes he fumbled over himself to open the door for you since it was kind of wonky being open from the outside. you sat down and he just stared at you. you looked at him, then the road, “so are we trying to catch first period or?”

“oh, right.” Stiles laughed, turning the car back on, “sorry.”

“you thought you could take me. foolish girl.” Asmodeus laughed, still holding your arm which carried a knife just inches from your throat, “do yourself a favour and drop the knife girlie.”  you glared, hand letting go, he grinned, “there you go sweetheart, now we can do business, hope you like hell.”

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“so Asmodeus has Y/N in hell?” Sam asked, “and he hasnt killed her?”

“he’s taken a liking to her it seems.” Crowley answered, “keeping her around for his amusement.”

“so we have to get her outta there.” Dean stated.

“nah she’s fine where she is. he wont hurt her.” Crowley waved his hand.

“and how can you be sure of that?” Sam asked.

“Prince of Hell fancies himself in love with that hunter friend of yours, she’ll be fine.”

you wrapped your arms around yourself during the fire drill, having not expected to end up outside on a cold day in just a sweater. Sweetpea watched from his group at the way in which you tried to hide your shivering.

he approached, coming to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, “cold day huh?” he grinned.

you turned to look up at him and laughed, “yeah.”

“here.” he said, taking off his serpent jacket he wrapped it around your shoulders.

“i can-” you began but he had already put it over you, “thanks, you’re sweet.”

“dont worry about it.” and then he was gone. and you couldnt find him later which meant you were going home with a southside gang jacket.

***

you walked up behind Sweetpea as he was going through his locker, tapping him on the shoulder he turned to look down at you with a smile as you held out the jacket, “thanks again for this, i have to get to class, but… thanks.”

“like i said, dont worry about it.” he watched you leave as he put the jacket back on just as Fangs showed up.

“see she got your jacket back.” he said, “ooh and it smells like her.”

“how do you know what she smells like?” Sweetpea laughed.

“all i know is that jacket smells too damn nice to smell like you so…” Fangs shrugged.

“she does smell nice doesn’t she.”

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