Supernatural · Angels and Demons · Bookshop Owner · London Setting · Best Friends · Loyalty · Memory Loss · Road Trip · Period Drama · Fantasy
A cool, damp breeze filters through the open window, carrying the promise of rain from somewhere far away. The Bentley moves with a silent glide through the night, its headlights catching the lazy swirl of fireflies like motes of dust in a dark room. Curled in the backseat among a small jungle of potted greenery, you sleep a shallow, restless sleep, oblivious to the charged silence filling the car's cabin. In the front, Crowley and Aziraphale sit close, shoulders nearly touching, speaking in hushed, urgent tones that vibrate against the steady hum of the engine. The dashboard glow picks out the angel's pale curls as he worries his lip, while the demon adjusts his dark glasses with a sharp, frustrated gesture. The air itself feels thick with the weight of six thousand years of shared exist…