My Angel, My Muse | By : lyssiana Category: G through L > Good Omens Views: 2810 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Good Omens, or any of the characters. They all belong to Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaimen. If you haven’t read them, you should...really quite good.
The rating for this fic may end up soaring.
Chapter Two
Aziraphale sneezed. It felt good. Angels didn’t get to sneeze enough, Metatron didn’t believe it was very angelic. All of the small things that Aziraphale got to do here on Earth were nice. He sighed, wondering with a small pang of uncertainty what it was really like to fall. If you fell, did that mean you HAD to work for the other side? Couldn’t you just not work for either? He wondered if heaven and hell knew what "free agent" meant. No, he decided. Heaven and hell would never free anything.
"Angel," Crowley said from the corner chair, "what is that look?"
Aziraphale nearly jumped out of his skin. "Crowley!"
The demon raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side. "Who else?"
"I hate it when you do that." Aziraphale began to pick up all of the books he had thrown when startled.
"I know." A smile. "Something bothering you angel?"
Aziraphale didn’t look at Crowley just then. He really didn’t know what was bothering him. At the moment, everything was okay. He heard the chair creek as the demon stood and started towards him. He began to shake is head and look up, but Crowley was already there.
Crowley reached out and covered the angel’s mouth with his hand, shushing him. "Don’t lie angel." Amusement sparkled in his golden eyes and he removed his hand. "There are many greater things to fall for."
Like you. Crowley thought as he forced himself to cross back over to the chair in the corner. He thought he really should go and work on something. He hadn’t wreaked havoc in days. He wondered if the angel knew that Crowley had been good. He shivered, and looked back to Aziraphale who was blushing furiously. His favorite reaction.
Aziraphale considered telling the demon that he wasn’t actually going to lie...Only that too would have been a lie. He just sighed.
Over dinner that night Crowley did his best to cheer the angel up. Nothing worked, but Aziraphale did notice his effort. The angel smiled a small contented smile and told him everything really was okay. Crowley wondered silently if Hell knew he was trying to make an angel smile. A new thought struck.
"Aziraphale," he began.
Piercing blue eyes turned their attention from food, to demon, and that demon almost choked on his pasta.
"Hmm?" Aziraphale tried, with his mouth full to answer, and Crowley recovered quickly from shock, to amusement. The angel was cute.
"Are angels allowed to laugh?"
Aziraphale swallowed. "Well, yes of course."
"At jokes?"
"Sure."
"Even dirty jokes?"
The angel blinked. "I - I'm not sure about dirty jokes."
"What if you think it's funny?"
"I think the trick, demon, is not to." The angel went back to his food.
Crowley heaved a heavy sigh. "Angels," he began again, "arent allowed to enjoy anything are they?" He picked his wine glass up, and took a long drink.
"I enjoy things."
"Do you?" Crowley sneered. "Or do you just enjoy them, because you've been told to?"
Aziraphale visibly winced. Crowley hit the spot.
"I don’t know..." Aziraphale stuttered, and Crowley felt regret. Maybe he had gone to far.
"Listen, angel, I -"
"I'm afraid I wouldn’t know the difference either way." The angel stood, keeping his head down and his eyes away from the demons line of sight, but Crowley could smell his tears.
Crowley started to stand, but the angel was well ahead of him by the time he got up. Once out onto the street, he had no idea which way Aziraphale had gone.
"Angel." Crowley growled, as he went back inside to pay the bill. He knew Aziraphale would wonder about it later, and he wanted to be able to tell him he'd actually paid.
Chapter 3 will be up soon, but I was thinking that you guys should READ AND REVIEW! I would love to know if you hate it. ^_^
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