My angelic Demon (Crowley X Aziraphale)

Part 1

Crowley comes storming into the book shop swinging his hips as he walks like he always does and groans

"Some humans just need to fu- ugh"

He stops himself knowing that Aziraphale didn't approve of Swearing

"What happened?"

Aziraphale asked looking up from his book that was open in his hands

"Some guy yelled at me for going 'Too fast' ugh don't walk in the road then its for cars not pedestrians"

Crowley flopped down on the sofa(couch)  that was near Aziraphale was sitting. Crowley lays there looking at the other man who just let him lay there and went back to his book not knowing what else to do

"Hey angel, whats a demon to do to get a conversation around here?"

Aziraphale looks up from his book yet again looking at Crowley and puts a bookmark in the page then shuts it

"My attention is all yours"

"Good...as it should be. Anyway i'm just bored so i thought i'd come and annoy you"

"Oh how...thoughtful? That you came to me?"

"Uh huh yeah sure, angel are you going to fix my boredom or just sit there looking pretty?"

"Oh um yes"

A smile comes to Aziraphales lips as he gets up putting his book on the desk and before he could even go anywhere Crowley snaps him out of his plans

"No magic."

Crowley says seriously it was painful to watch an Angel who could just use their powers to do magic to just go the human way and be awful at it, it was actually painful so much so that he wanted to ban Aziraphale from doing Magic in front of him.

"But i learned a new trick"

Aziraphale protested with a frown

"Besides you said you wanted me to help with your boredom, yes?"

Crowley sighs and gets up stretching before booping the other on the nose

"I'd rather read a book then watch you do your human magic"

Once again Aziraphale frowns crossing his arms this time. Crowley just look at him for a moment, God or...Lucifer? How he could just look at him for hours on end if that was a normal thing to do. How he could just get metaphorically lost in those gorgeous eyes and literally sparkled. Fuck. Stop thinking.

....ugh

"Right angle well other then magic do you have anything we can do?"

Aziraphale thought for a moment his fingers run through his short curls then shrugs

"I do apologise but no i have no ideas of what you could do"

Crowley sighs flopping back down onto the sofa summoning a glass on wine

"How about we get piss-faced drunk?"

This made Aziraphale raise an eyebrow watching him for a moment before looking at him with a more sympathetic look

"Crowley are you by any chance feeling a bit lost?"

"Lost?"

Repeated the demon flicking his shades down exposing his beautiful golden snake eyes

"Why on earth would be lost? I know exactly where i am, i'm at your bookshop. Which you can hardly call a shop since you never let anyone buy anything"

"Not lost as in literally I meant it metaphorically dear...you seem a bit lost of what to do. Now that we are not with heaven or hell you seem to now know what to do with yourself."

Crowley scoffs

"Oh please angel! Are you hearing yourself? This is all i ever wanted. For us to be us...our own side...our own people. I think you are the one that is 'lost' i mean when was the last time you left this bookshop?"

Aziraphale stays quiet looking down at the demon that was lying spread out on the sofa. The truth was that he wasn't dealing too well with this new situation either, he was bored and felt like he had done everything there is to doin the world. He hadn't left the shop since it all happened and he didn't plan on leaving anytime soon either, he couldn't face the world. Knowing that if he wasn't who he is the world would be safe from harm.

"Angel?"

Crowleys voice snapped Aziraphale out of his mind prison. The angel looked at him when a small smile and a raised eyebrow.

"Are we getting pissed or not?"

Crowley questions with a shake of a full wine bottle, Aziraphale nodded looking up for a second then back down at Crowley who was now sitting up.

"Yes...I suppose there is nothing stopping us."