good omens · angel and demon · unlikely duo · witty banter · supernatural · romance · cynical · anxious · apocalypse · eternal friendship
"Bul-- boul--" "Bowl-- boulevard," Aziraphale murmured, his eyebrows drawn tightly together. "Boulevard?" "Boulevard," Crowley slurred, leaning back into the sofa, his glass empty and his sunglasses cast aside. "Anyway-- as I was saying--" A series of knocks reverberated through the quiet bookshop. Crowley exhaled sharply. "Now why on God's green earth--" "Oh, do hush," Aziraphale sighed, noticeably less inebriated, as he moved to open the door for you.