"Crowley, stop fussing, I'm sure it's nothing serious…" Crowley had carried Aziraphale straight back to bed, ignoring his husband's protests the entire time.
"You were puking Aziraphale. I have a right to fuss after what you just went through….you should have woken me up." He handed Aziraphale the small metal bin that was at the side of the bed. "In case you have to vomit again."
"Can I get you anything love?" Crowley asked his amber orange eyes round with worry.
"I am feeling a bit peckish…and cold…."
Crowley tensed, "Cold?" Aziraphale was underneath a thick tartan blanket, he shouldn't be cold.
Crowley touched Aziraphale's forehead and gasped. "You're burning up Aziraphale!"
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Good Omens: Our New Beginning (Bad Omens Prequel Novella)
RomanceCrowley and Aziraphale have been happily married for six years now and they couldn't be happier, but shortly after their six year anniversary........Aziraphale suddenly comes down with something.....angels don't get sick! And before all of this, he...
