Crowley x Reader x Aziraphale

Crepes

Y/n's p.o.v

I was sitting in France while eating crepes. Oh how I do love crepes. Any sweets really. Down the street I hear a crowd getting upset. Something about an English man. I shrug and decide to check it out. I gasp when I see Aziraphale in chains. My eyes widen because I understand why they are putting him in chains. France wasn't very happy with England. They take him to a cell. Then I hear several familiar accented curses. My head snaps in that direction and my mouth falls open. "Oh for fuck's sake!" I growl to myself. I wait till nightfall when I know that the guards would be napping. I slip into their cell and they seem to be chatting angerily at each other. I cough softly to get their attention. They both look up at me with startled expressions. I sneer and snap my fingers. Their chains come off and we are in my living area. I growl at them from low in my throat. They both flinch and I stomp into where I have the liquor. I grab three glasses and the not so cheap wine. I angerily pour us each a glass of wine and bring it to them. They shakily take their glasses and I down mine in two large gulps. I slam my glass down on the table making it shatter. I pick the glass pieces out of my hand and throw it away. "Now do you two want to tell me why you were arrested?" I ask with a snarl. I'm only mad because they could have died. Well their bodies could have. I don't know how heaven would react but Hell would be well.... Hell for Crowley. They both gulp. "What were you thinking being reckless?!?! I could have lost you both!!" I say sounding a bit more panicked than I'd like to. Aziraphale's features soften. "I kinda just wanted a crepe. I popped over here because they make the best ones" I sigh and miracle some crepes for him. His face lights up and he hugs me tightly and kisses my cheek. I blush and giggle. When he let's me go I look at Crowley. He sighs and rolls his eyes. "I was pickpocketing" he mumbles. I sigh and shake my head. He smiles sheepishly at me. I chuckle and fill their glasses again.

~time skip after several, several bottles of wine~

I giggle because Aziraphale and Crowley are arguing about which is better, Crepes or Macaroons. They they suddenly turn to me. I raise my brow. "Yeeeeesssss" I slur. "Botthhh" I slur once again. They both quickly grab my one of my hands. They both look like they are full to the rim with liquor. I giggle. I hear them arguing but I don't comprehend what they are saying. I look between the two and see them both glaring at each other like daggers. A growl fit for a beast exscapes both of their throats. I look at them both with what I hope was confusion. That's when Aziraphale grabs my face so I can face him. He smashes his lips into mine. I bite back a moan. Then Crowley snatches my face into his hand and does the same. I have to control myself. He pulls away smirking at Aziraphale. That's when I feel dizzy. Before I know it we are all three passes out on my floor.