“Who said I was getting emotional? What did you do to my car? Don’t touch my car!” He was hiding his smile and how much he loved the attention he was getting. The world was finally smiling again.

"A Teddy bear? Thank you, son. I didn't expect to receive a gift from you but I appreciate it a lot. Happy Valentine's Day, kid."

"Thank you, angel. I know you like sharp things and you like Moonshine so… Happy Valentine's Day, angel."

Crowley leaned against the doorframe as he listened to Riah sing, a very odd thing to be able to listen since he still wasn't used to this version of his angel completely but he enjoyed it very much. "Unprofessional? Angel, your voice is anything but unprofessional." He only spoke after Riah +

“I know, I know. But if you had inherited that ability, you too would be using the hell out of it.” He followed where he was pointing to take a whiff of the air. “He seems to have gone this way.”

“Fuck. Where was the last place you saw him, perhaps I can sniff where he went from there.”

|| Being dead for most of the day, only to wake up at 2 am. Can I hear a wahoo?

…I'm afraid your brother might have inherited my bad habit. Let me give him a call and see if I can get him to answer.

My son. 😌

“Werewolves…” mutters and rolls his eyes.

He would still not mention anything else about his son-in-law “No, I didn’t.”

My son tattled on me?!

“Fine! Sorry! See what I mean? I’ll keep my mouth shut. Seven years older?!”

“I know, kid. I noticed his physique, but I wasn’t going to say anything about it. If anything I’d say he’s the twink.”

“I’m not one to judge and I’m not going to criticise your husband. I don’t want any trouble with you, or him.”

“Just making sure.” He retuned the squeeze and smirked. “Not too lanky for you? Good.”

He was surprised by the sudden hug but returned it immediately, not willing to let the moment pass. “Anytime… you ok, son?”

Need a bucket?

Are you throwing up?

“Thank you.” His smirk grew bigger. Until he heard his son, which led to his face contorting. “I don’t need that kind of information in my brain and you know that’s not what I meant.”

I don’t know, I think he hit the nail on the head.

He laughed before shaking his head. “I was afraid you ended up more like me. I like the angel better.” He curled his upper lip. “If he were that kind of person still, I would scare him straight.”

He stared at his son, arched eyebrow before smirking. “You have your mama’s sass. I thought you don’t like doing the miracle thing. I honestly believe you wouldn’t be here if he was that type of hunter. I’m glad he’s taking care of you though.”

“You’re being too dramatic, son. You’re not killing anyone, you’re just causing bruises. It’s a big difference. And I could always snap my fingers and get everything sorted.” He made a face and hissed. “I’d like to think I’m very different from a hunter. Thankyouverymuch.”

“Watch you shooting at him? Ah, alright. Because if he has anything to say about my granddaughters…”

“You had your hunting night? Without killing, that is. Sounds fun. Can I watch? Hold on. Does he not like the girls?”

“What did you get into in Halloween? Then let me take the girls for you, we’ll make it a sleepover and you can shoot him.”

“That’s very true. Want me to make it happen?”

“Paintball! That was a strategy to build trust and some shit like that. Try going to paintball. If you want to work on that relationship for your husband’s sake. Er… maybe after having the baby.”

Bloody weather…

“He called you that?! A human from his past? I’m assuming he’s one of them. A boot is the least you could throw at him.”

“Oh, so you’re training him? Is he a werewolf too?”

That’s my son! Who did you get?

📱 This conversation is getting ridiculous 📱most girls are calm, but you’re part demon, and they have also the zoomies from your partner, bad combination of energy 📱might be another girl 📱Or not 📱only time will tell

📱I did! When I came back and started to get my shit together 📱It's obvious, kid. 📱 you already have two girls. You're bound to want a boy.

📱 I told you once I wouldn’t lie to you. 📱 It’s a 50/50 chance, kiddo. 📱 you want a boy now, don’t you?

📱

📱 Nothing of the sort!! 📱

📱 There’s no need to bring Her into the conversation. 📱 I’m over six thousand years, kid, but point made. 📱 dirty 📱SORRY*** 📱I meant to say Sorry. Bloody autocorrect…

📱 of course he already knew. 📱 I don’t even know who that is, I guess his mother. 📱 whatever. 📱 you can call me and tell me you want to see me!

📱 I was trying something different. 📱I’m your dad! I expect the news face to face. Save the texting for Darren.

Imma have 3 grandkids!

📱Son?! 📱This is not how you break this kind of news! 📱Congrats, kiddo. I’m so happy for you. 📱🐍💚 … 📱That was odd, wasn’t it?

Perfect. My apartment is way too cold. I'll be there in… five minutes.

I'm alright… I miss hanging around at the shop. Mind if I stop by?

Still. You always look good, angel. Again, thank you. How are you?

I didn't encourage him to take drugs!

HOW?!

Thanks, angel. Jude mentioned he liked it, so I decided to grew it back. You look good too. As always.