Crowley x Reader x Aziraphale

Drunk Words Ring True

Crowley's P.o.v.

I had walked into the bedroom and found Aziraphle holding Y/n tightly as she shook violently in her sleep. But that's not was caught my attention. It was the overwhelming amount of hate in the room. More than anyone should bare alone. But it was one persons, and one persons alone. My eyes fell on Y/n who was trying to struggle to get free. I quickly unwrap her from our Angel's arms and hold her closly. I look at Aziraphale and his hands, arms, and torso were burnt. He had tried to take some of her hatred away and ended up getting hurt in the end. I sigh as he turns on his side to get comfotable and sleep. It doesn't seem to be bothering him and he seems to also be healing quickly. I walk out of the bedroom quickly with her in my arms. She seems to have calmed down some because of the cooler air. I sit with her on the couch, I ponder on what she could be dreaming of. As I'm thinking I seem to have drifted off to sleep.

~Dream~

March on Versailles (October 5, 1789)

I was watching the protest. I feel I did a damn good job on this one. That's when she catches my eye. Her dress was a simple golden gown. Much like her wings when they reflected the light on the wall of Eden. She was stunning. It had been over one hundred years since I have seen her and actually wasn't in trouble with her. I tug slightly at the collar of my itchy outfit. She glances up and sees me. She stops her protesting and smiles softly at me and gives me a slight nod. I feel my cheeks heat up. I see her giggle slightly and go back to protesting. I groan slightly and make my way into a pub to get roaring drunk.

~after sevreal sevreal bottles of wine~

"You-You kno-Hic- know shessssss the mossst bea-beautful woa-womo-hic-wamon everrrrrr" I say knocking over my empty bottle of wine. It clashes to the ground and that's when I see her walk calmly up to me. I hiccup once and they were gone. "Come now my little Garden Snake" she says winking and helping me out of my chair and paying for all the wine I had greedily drank. She then helps me outside into a carriage and kisses my cheek softly. "I love you too" she whispers softly in my ear. Then she send the carriage off as I start to black out from the wine.

~End dream~

I woke up with a start. She was sleeping peacfully in my arms. 'She told me she loved me because she knew I wouldn't remember and think it was a dream' I think to myself with a sigh. I kiss teh top of her head and her eyes flutter open gently. She looks up at me with a smile but it doesn't reach her eyes. I brush a strand of hair out of her eyes. "You look so beatiful" I say cupping her cheek with my hand gently. She blushes, "Wh-where is Azzy?" she asks streaching. "He's asleep. He was really worn out" I say. I'm not lying to her so really why do I feel bad for telling her that. Is it because it's not the whole truth? She nods and stands up and goes into the kitchen. I sigh and rub my face. "We are going to have to sift through some past things" I whisper to myself before I get up and head after her.