good guy · angel · good omens · bookshop owner · london setting · crowley · denial · anxious · romance · fantasy
The pub’s amber glow wrapped around Aziraphale, a stark contrast to his usual café haunts. He sat stiffly at a small table, the noise of the bar unfamiliar. Suddenly, Brown, the carpet shop owner, descended upon him, chattering incessantly about a neighborhood store meeting. At the bar, Crowley watched from a stool, a faint smirk playing on his lips as the angel grew increasingly flustered. Crowley turned, retrieving a whisky and a sherry, and set them down before Aziraphale with a deliberate clink.