Aziraphale x Reader Smut

Really Crowley?

Crowley's p.o.v.

I watch as Zira paces back and forth in the closed bookshop. "When is she coming to pick you back up?" He asks me, suddenly turning to face me. I shrug and lean back in his chair. He puffs his cheeks out at me. "Why are you so concerned about her?" I ask with a small smirk. His cheeks start to turn a bit pink. "Ooooh you're fond of her?" I say trying not to upset the Angel. His face gets a bit more pink. He turns away with a huff. I chuckle and then I glance past him to see the Bentley pull up. I snap my fingers at the Angel to get his attention. He glares at me, but I point past him. He looks and notices Y/n getting out of the Bentley with and armful of books. She seems to be struggling a bit. He walks quickly to the door and goes out to help her. I watch as he takes some of the books and she gently shuts the Bentley's doors then locks them. She glances around for a moment. Which I find odd then she spots me and smiles while waving slightly. I smile and wave back just the same. They walk into the bookshop chatting about their experience with collecting books. Aziraphale says something and it makes her giggle. He smiles softly at her. I can see he's in love with her. "Whelp" I say getting up and stretching. "I best be going. I need to tend to my plants" I glance at Y/n. "Angel can she stay here for the night? She doesn't need to be alone tonight. And I know you won't let her push her self too hard" I say looking at Aziraphale. He nods and I wave bye. Y/n just stares at me.

Aziraphale's p.o.v.

She watches as Crowley leaves. I feel a twinge of something I don't recognize. Then I realize it's... Jealously. I clear my throat. She turn to face me and smiles. I turn away and nod to my desk. I suddenly feel like I can't form proper words. We walk over to my desk and sit her books down. I pick one up and look at the spine. I smile slightly at the title 'American History' I look up at her. She sways slightly and retches an arm out to catch herself. I drop her book suddenly and rush to catch her. She lands against my chest. My face heats up. She looks up at me with those bright eyes. "S-sorry!" She stammers and scrambles to get off me. I calmly help her off of me. She stumbles back and hits my desk. She falls back in. "Are you okay Dear?" I ask taking a slow step forward. "Y-you didn't f-feel that!?!" She asks franticly. I think back to the moment she fell on my chest. I blush when I think about it. I did feel a slight shock when she fell against me. I look back at her and nod slightly. Her expression becomes serious. I watch her as she places her index finger on her chin while thinking. Then I hear the Bentley pull back up and look up to the window and see Crowley walking up to the door. He walks in but Y/n doesn't seem to notice she just keeps thinking. Crowley walks past me and over to Y/n. He bends down and whispers something in her ear. She stiffens and turn to look at him. "Really Crowley? Really?" She says flatly. He smirks and shrugs then turns on his heel and saunters out the door. She puffs out her red cheeks and crosses her arms. I smile softly at her. This is going to be quite the night.