I can't decide if that makes me happy or worries me more.
[ But his expression lightens a little. He's moved on because he's had years to process Lilith's death, but she's still important to him. She's the closest thing he ever had to a family. Even as a demon, there's some sentimentality he could never quite help when it came to her.
He wants to be suspicious, but the idea of Blake and Lilith getting along is too appealing to fight wholeheartedly. ]
But I would question the taste of anyone who didn't like you.
[ A snort escapes and he passes Crowley too close on his way past. Their fingers brush and he turns and backs toward the sink. ]
You should always be worried.
[ He turns and fills a glass with water. ]
We've got way too much goin' on here not to be worried.
[ And by that, he means that they're practically married and it's getting more and more obvious by the day that there's no possibility of coming back from this point. ]
[ With a grin, Crowley wraps an arm around Blake's waist. ]
Good. That's what I like to hear, sweetheart.
[ He hates how easily he's mollified, but at the same time, he can't help wanting to enjoy the time he gets with Blake here. Wonderland is constantly reminding him that he'll never know how limited it is. It even helps Blake to remind him, like during that event last month. That had been a hard pill to swallow. ]
[ Blake's given up on fighting the way all of this has come to be easy. He almost expects this sort of even keel provided by their steady relationship, and when he indulges in these quiet moments with Crowley, he doesn't even feel guilty anymore.
His weight presses against the demon. ]
How many favors you think I owe you by now? Haven't really been keepin' count.
[ At least in part because Crowley will keep doing things for Blake simply because he wants to. He likes keeping Blake safe and he likes pulling smiles out of him. ]
I have to collect them so that you can't go anywhere.
Something tells me you don't gotta worry too much about that. Some days I hardly leave the room.
[ Not that he's blaming you, Crowley. Not at all, nope. ]
Course, I blame you for that. Didn't I used to be a principled, ambitious, active member of this community?
[ Cue a shit-eating smirk. No one knows John better than Crowley, and the demon can surely sense the bullshit hidden in that statement: Blake's made all of his own choices in getting here. ]
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[ But his expression lightens a little. He's moved on because he's had years to process Lilith's death, but she's still important to him. She's the closest thing he ever had to a family. Even as a demon, there's some sentimentality he could never quite help when it came to her.
He wants to be suspicious, but the idea of Blake and Lilith getting along is too appealing to fight wholeheartedly. ]
But I would question the taste of anyone who didn't like you.
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You should always be worried.
[ He turns and fills a glass with water. ]
We've got way too much goin' on here not to be worried.
[ And by that, he means that they're practically married and it's getting more and more obvious by the day that there's no possibility of coming back from this point. ]
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[ Blake gets a coy smile for his trouble. Crowley's only teasing. Mostly. ]
What would you like me to worry about?
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Can't think of a thing.
[ Famous last words? ]
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Good. That's what I like to hear, sweetheart.
[ He hates how easily he's mollified, but at the same time, he can't help wanting to enjoy the time he gets with Blake here. Wonderland is constantly reminding him that he'll never know how limited it is. It even helps Blake to remind him, like during that event last month. That had been a hard pill to swallow. ]
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His weight presses against the demon. ]
How many favors you think I owe you by now? Haven't really been keepin' count.
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[ At least in part because Crowley will keep doing things for Blake simply because he wants to. He likes keeping Blake safe and he likes pulling smiles out of him. ]
I have to collect them so that you can't go anywhere.
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[ Not that he's blaming you, Crowley. Not at all, nope. ]
Course, I blame you for that. Didn't I used to be a principled, ambitious, active member of this community?
[ Cue a shit-eating smirk. No one knows John better than Crowley, and the demon can surely sense the bullshit hidden in that statement: Blake's made all of his own choices in getting here. ]
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[ And Crowley will take all the credit for than, thanks. He's rubbed off in multiple spectacular ways on one John Blake. ]
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[ But how can he complain? Without Crowley around, he'd have certainly made it to his fifth death by now. ]