AZ Fell (Good Omens AU) [COMPLETED]

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Crowley didn't like how his dream had ended, he felt guilty knowing that Azira died protecting him. Crowley did as he planned. He purchased a bouquet of Azira's favorite flowers then drove to the book shop. Upon arriving he noticed it wasn't open "Angel?" He tugged on the door but it was locked "angel!" Crowley panicked, the sign said 'Tuesday Open: 6am to 5pm' and it was only 2:17pm. He busted the lock on the door. He walked inside on high alert and his senses heightened, listening for any noises or cries of help. Crowley made his way around the book shop, smelling out Azira's scent. He spun around hearing noises behind him "oh no" he saw the light on in Azira's study.

Crowley opened the door and saw Azira reading all the research that he had collected about their past lives as AZ Fell and Anthony JC "C-Crowley" Azira was crying "I-I died...we died" he got angry "I died protecting you, I died protecting a sinner!" Crowley walked over to him "angel, look at me, that was all in the past" Azira pushed him away "get your hands off me!" Azira wiped his eyes "I was a philosopher, I was a writer, a reader, I am the spitting image of Azi Fell!" The cracks on his neck spread down his shoulders and across his torso, unseen by Crowley since Azira was wearing his usual fancy attire.

"I cannot believe this, after all this time" Azira felt betrayed and hurt "it is all your fault Crowley! I could have lived peacefully but you ruined everything! You kept bugging me and pestering me!" Crowley didn't know what else to do so he went with his gut. Crowley tossed the flowers on the table and kissed the gorgeous angel on his lips. Azira froze for a few seconds and then he slapped Crowley across the face, knocking his glasses off "don't you ever do that again!"

Crowley wiped his teary tired eyes "I'm sorry angel" he looked remorseful "C-Crowley...?" Suddenly Azira went from angry to concerned for the handsome demon "if that's what you wish angel, I won't pester you for the rest of your eternal life" he put his glasses on "goodbye angel" he fixed his hair, slicking it back with his hand while walking out of the room.

Azira heard the Bentley rev up outside and shed tears "C-Crowley" Azira's neck cracked straight up through his cheeks and his face. He felt cold, he didn't like this, it was an overwhelming feeling for such a pure, powerful, and innocent angel such as himself.