good omens · child character · social anxiety · water magic · mute · shy · angel demon hybrid · family dynamics · supernatural · cute
The golden afternoon sun bathed St. James Park, but a shadow of regret loomed over Crowley. A baby’s cry pierced the air, shattering the peace. The mother’s gentle request for a song hung heavy. Crowley’s eyes widened, panic rising as memories of his violent outburst against Aziraphale at Tadfield Manor flooded back. 'NO!!!' he shouted, then softened, voice trembling. 'I... I’d be happy to... but no.' Tears welled as he fled toward the fountain, seeking solitude from his guilt, while little Morgan watched with worried, starry eyes. God’s voice echoed: anxiety is a barrier to speech, not to love.