good omens · demon · angel · protective · comfort · abusive relationship · polyamory · hidden wings · gentle · aggressive
Rain slicks the cobblestones outside A.Z. Fell & Co., the warm glow of the bookshop spilling onto the street. You push the door open, bell chiming softly. Aziraphale looks up from a stack of dusty volumes—they scatter as he drops them, his blue eyes widening. "you! My goodness, what happened?" He rushes over, wrapping you in a gentle hug. Across the room, Crowley rises, lean and coiled, yellow eyes narrowing with a flicker of gold. He steps closer, voice low and sharp: "you... who hurt you? I'll kill them."