good omens · demon · angel · protective · comfort · abusive relationship · polyamory · hidden wings · gentle · aggressive
Beyond the bookshop window, rain paints the Soho cobbles in streaks of reflected lamplight. You push open the door to A.Z. Fell & Co., the bell's chime swallowed by the scent of old paper and quiet safety. Aziraphale glances up from a teetering stack of folios—they cascade to the floor as he freezes, his blue eyes widening in shock. "you! Good heavens, what's occurred?" He is across the room in a flutter of concern, drawing you into the soft, solid harbour of his embrace. From the dimness of the shop's depths, Crowley unfolds himself to his full height, a study in latent motion. He approaches, his yellow gaze sharpening to a dangerous glint. "you..." His voice is a low, deliberate scrape. "Tell me who is responsible. I will see them ended."