AZ Fell (Good Omens AU) [COMPLETED]

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"You must be joking Anthony, you are in love with me? Don't be absurd! You can't love a man Anthony! That's madness!" Mr. Fell put his book down "you need to leave immediately, I don't want you in my house anymore you fowl creature!"

Crowley opened his eyes, that same memory haunted him when he slept but why? He hadn't the slightest clue as to why his mind kept playing back that memory, one he didn't even remember having. Crowley stood up and went to water his plants, today he didn't shout at them since he was too lost in thought.

Aziraphale was tidying up his book shop "oh how I love books" he chimed "I just wish Crowley liked them as much as I did" he made a pouty face, giggled, then continued to put new books on the shelves he had just received. The bell on the door jingled and Aziraphale happily spun around "how can I help yo-" his smile brightened "oh hello my dear Crowley, you seem distraught. Would you like me to make you some coffee or tea? I have some earl grey brewing at the moment" Crowley shook his head, he strictly came for business of his own "is it alright if I read in your study?" Aziraphale was dumbfounded but, nevertheless, he agreed "go right ahead my dear" they weren't together but he called Crowley 'dear' while Crowley called him 'angel'. Crowley disappeared into the study and locked the door.

Aziraphale had no customers come in so he just sat reading some of the books that he received in the donations that morning. He was in the middle of a book about the world war when he felt a sharp pain on his neck. The oh so innocent angel thought nothing of it until it burned and he yelped "what in heavens is going on?" He whispered, walking to a mirror to check his neck. To his horror there was cracking on his neck. Azira knew exactly what that meant. He immediately was overwhelmed with fear and sorrow "i-i am going to be labeled a fallen angel..." he whispered "why has my lordship decided to fall me all of a sudden" he was struck with confusion "s-she can't do this..." he wiped his tears eyes. If he couldn't be an angel and do good, what use was he anyways.

"Awe, well if it isn't my very best friend Aziraphale" Aziraphale glanced up and was met with Gabriel's figure "what brings you here Gabriel" Gabriel sounded annoyed and disinterested "her lordship has summoned you" Aziraphale paid no mind to Gabriel after he stated his business "I will be present after I'm done with my shop for the day. You can take your leave now, goodbye" he didn't care for Gabriel or his tone of words he spat out at him

"alright, suit yourself angel" Gabriel smirked, knowing all of Aziraphale's ticks. Gabriel loved getting reactions from the younger angel. For some reason he thrived off getting outbursts from Aziraphale, it was something he lived for "Crowley is only allowed to call me that!" The smaller angel snapped at Gabriel. Azira was giving Gabriel just what he wanted: a reaction "I will arrive to her throne when I am ready to come see her" and with that said, Aziraphale stood up and left the room.