The throne room of Hell was filled with an oppressive silence, the air thick with tension. Crowley and Y/N stood facing each other, their argument having reached a boiling point

“ You think you can just make decisions without consulting me?” Crowley shouted, his eyes blazing with anger. “I am the King of Hell, and you will respect my authority!”

Y/N’s eyes flashed with defiance

Crowley’s temper flared, and in a moment of blind rage he lashed out striking Y/N across the face.