A Few Of My Least Favourite Things//Ineffable Husband RP//Closed
Pain. That's all he felt. Darkness. That's all he could see. Aziraphale knew he should have known better than to accept a summons from Gabriel. Should have known Gabriel had a double motives. Now here he was, watching as his beautiful wings were consumed by darkness. Watching as the ash stained his clothes. A feral growl left his mouth as he felt Hell slowly corrupting his cosmic engery. He was scared and alone. He was to cry, but knew better off it. Aziraphale rose to his feet and tried to find the exist. Just because he was now a demon, doesn't mean he had to stay and linger with the others. He just hoped that the Dark Council didn't do anything bad to Crowley.
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Aziraphale sighed as he heard Crowley leave. The demon was angry, frustrated and very, very tired. He wanted to sleep for days or sleep and never wake up. That's what Crowley seemed to do to escape his problems. But it was weird. The moment the newly created Angel came into his shop, he could feel a strong aura surrounding him. It was similar to his own when Azzie was an angel but it was stronger. So much stronger. Aziraphale thought nothing of it as it headed to his living quarters. Maybe a shower first, since all he seemed to be doing at the moment is leaving behind a trail of ash and dust.
He hoped he wasn't too harsh on Crowley, despite everything, he was still the only friend he had, the only one he cared for.
Crowley took a deep breath walking to his apartment, he didn't want to just drive now and honestly Crowley didn't understand why, he just wanted to walk and walk and try to forget everything that was going on, but it wasn't possible, Crowley couldn't just forget it!! Crowley didn't have to act like an angel! He was Crowley! He didn't have to act so passively.
“ARGH!”
Crowley growled and then ran back toward the book store, Crowley slammed the door open to say everything in his mind.
“AZIRAPHALE!”
But then he felt completely weird, like he was scared, Crowley felt his body shaking, what was that damn feeling? He was shaking and closing the door, leaving the bookstore again.
"Forget it!" What was that? Crowley bit his lips again and sat on the floor, outside the bookstore, hugging his knees "Damn."
Aziraphale heard Crowley the moment he left the shower. He got dressed into some clean clothes and ran into his main shop. He searched the store, feeling his heart break when he couldn't find Crowley anywhere. Should have known it was too good to be true. He probably scared Crowley off. He lost the only friend he had. He let out a sigh as he headed to his back room to pour himself a glass of wine. At least that didn't change about him.
Crowley was still sitting outside, he couldn’t enter the bookstore and say what he felt, he had become such an useless, emotional and no good angel
"... Aziraphale ..." He whimpered and started to get up, did all the angels feel that way? No, after all, Gabriel wasn't like that, Crowley got up and went back to the bookstore "Aziraphale?" He said slowly, biting his lips, scared, tired "I'm sorry."
Aziraphale finished off the bottle as he heard Crowley walk into his back room. He poured himself another glass before looking back at the angel.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. I yelled at you, kicked you out, insulted you. I made you scared of me. I'm the one who be sorry but I can't be. I can't feel anything. I can't loose you. But I don't see things improving between us."
Crowley looked away when he felt Aziraphale's gaze on him, looking down and trying not to look nervous.
“It wasn't your fault, an...You're just scared, there's a lot going on, it's not your fault and it doesn’t matter if things don't get better I'll stay by your side and you--” Crowley was interrupted, he heard a loud noise, it was a car’s horn coming from the outside and it just scared him, making the newest angel move toward Aziraphale “I don't know what's going on !!! An--Aziraphale! I can help you, but ... Help me!”
