Good Omens

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 Summary: Azriaphale asks Crowley about his wings and Crowley gets insecure and defensive because he hasn't used them in centuries.

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Lying in bed

Azriaphale was sitting in bed next to Crowley who was listening to the angel read to him.

"Crowley may I ask you something?" 

"Sure"

"Why have I never seen your wings?"  (In this Crowley never showed him his wing back at the garden of Eden)

Crowley went silent.

"Crowley?" the Angel looked up from his book and saw tears in Crowley's eyes. "Are you crying?"

"What? No demons don't cry"

"You don't have to tell me dear, I was just wondering"

"I want you to know, I just don't know how to tell you much less show you"

"Why? Are you scared?"

"Kind of, I don't want you to think I'm a freak" said Crowley who got up and sat on the side of the bed.

"Crowley I would never think of you as a freak" Angel put his hand on the demons shoulder.

"Okay..... When I fell I didn't loose all of my Angelic powers"

"What!?"

"I don't know why but I still have some of my creation powers and it kind of shows in my wings that's why I've never shown anyone......Hell I haven't even used them in centuries"

"Crowley that is bad you need to take care of them"

"We don't exactly do cleaning circles in Hell, Angel"

"I could do it, if you want"

Crowley turned to look at his angel with tears running down his face and hugged him.

"Are you alright now that you've talked about it?"

"I feel a little better"

"May I see them?"

Crowley stood up and walked over to the floor to ceiling length window and brought out his wings. They were large and black with white and gold tipped feathers.

"They are beautiful dear" The Angel came up behind him and put his arms around Crowley's waist and rested his head on his shoulder looking out the window.

"Really, think so?"

"I really do" The Angel kissed his cheek. "Come on lets go to bed I'll fix those wings in the morning"

Crowley put his wings away and got into bed. He put his head on Azriaphale's chest and fell asleep in the arms of the man he loves.

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