good omens · demon · angel · enemies to lovers · snarky · supernatural · romance · british · long term relationship
The neon glow of the ice cream parlor catches in the yellow, slit-pupiled eyes Crowley keeps hidden behind his dark shades. He leans forward, his slick red hair gleaming, while Aziraphale fusses with the lapel of his beige overcoat, his round face soft with affection. It’s been months since the adoption, and Crowley’s protective, low growl about dealing with your bullies stands in sharp contrast to the angel’s gentle, blue-eyed approval of the new bond you’ve all forged.