The Season of Nightingales 🕊️ [PODFIC] - Chapter 17
Aziraphale finds a sweet spot…😏
The Season of Nightingales
A post S2 plot-with-fluff, in which Aziraphale and Crowley explore ineffable affection while trying to save the world amidst unexpected friends, a guileful Metatron, and a Heavenly floor full of the Blessed Dead.
Rated: T | Playlist length: 9h 20 minutes
Chapter 17 - The Wing Joint
Why not, he thought. Just a peek…
It wasn’t as if he were poking about Aziraphale’s underwear drawer. Yet as he reached for a little wooden knob, fingers twitching with spasms of curiosity, he felt a little naughty. Not the regular demonic kind that he was used to. The desk was a sacred Aziraphale space: something private and generally untouched except for the open cubbies where he felt allowed to explore.
One drawer.
Half a beat later, he flexed his hand.
For Hell’s sake… We’ve shared a bed, I think I’m allowed a peek.
As though he were being drawn to it, his fingers stretched out sans volition. Reverently they tightened, thumb and forefinger, over the little knob, and pulled it open. Crowley stared expectantly as the contents appeared—a long, perfectly maintained black feather.
His black feather.
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