Crowley X Aziraphale Oneshots.

10. - Good Omens Fanfic Week, Day Five

Todays prompt: Body swap

This is actually terrible. Lol

Aziraphale and his beloved Demon were currently drivig through the narrow streets of tadfield. "Why exactly are we driving to Anathema and Newt, Angel?", Crowley asked, just barely missing the them as he drove past them. "Anathema is trying some kind of summon spell. ", the short blonde answered, looking out the window. "What is she trying to summon?", the driver questioned. "Us.", Azi answered and was startled as Crowley hit the breaks. "What?! No way, we are doing that.", he exclaimed. "Why not, dear?", the other one said , tilting his head in slight confusion. "It's dangerous, and a whole lot of things can go wrong", he answered, bouncing his leg anxiously. "Don't worry, I'll make sure she does everything correct. You trust me, don't you?", Aziraphale reassured and put a hand on the others thigh, he knew what effect he had on his friend, as his breath hitched slightly. Though friend may not be the most fitting word, because they never actually defined it, but they were most definetily more. Lingering touches, loving stares and gazes, couddles and snuzzles on the couch. "Of course I do, angel.", Crowley sighed and started driving again.

Once they arrived at Anathema's cottage they gotout of the bentley and made their way inside where they were greated by Newtand his witch. She had already prepeared the summoning circle and soon started to work with Aziraphale on her side, checking every step. Crowley in the meanwhile was lazily sitting on the couch a wine glass in his hand.

"I think we are done, dear", the angel stated after just about 20 minutes of preparing things. The demon just nodded trying to seem careless, but the other one saw right through that fassade and saw him shifting anxiously. So he decided to sit down next to him an grab his hand. "I'll start the spell now, after that you should feel kinda sucked in before you dissapear and then appear again in the circle.", Anathema warned and started saying the spell, her voice clear and loud. Midway through how so ever, Newt sneezed, startling her, which caused her to stutter ever so slightly, but it was probably nothing, the angel thought. When she was done she looked at them excited. "It, it does feel  like somethings happening, I'm just not sure what exa-", the demon started before dissapearing with a small plop noise, Aziraphale followed suit. 10 seconds later Newt anxiously ask "Shouldn't they be there by now?" Anathema opened her mouth to respond but then there was the plop again and the two supernatural beings where standing in the summoning circle, clinging onto each other. "How do you guys feel?", Newt asked, pushing his classes up excited. "Fine.", they both said in union. 'Did Newt grow?' Crowley thought and looked over to Aziraphale, but was shocked to himself. The other had also turned and looked up and down at him. "Something went seriously wrong, dear", Aziraphale said inside of Crowleys body "What do you mean? It worked, right?", Newt asked confused. "It's me. I'm Crowley, right now in Aziraphales body.", the demon hissed, looking down at his beige clothes. Anathema's mouthed an O in shock. "I'm tall.", the other supernatural being stated, looking down at the others. "And I'm short. I don't like it.", Crowley sighed before continuing "Now fix us!" Anathema stuttered confused as she went through her spellbook. "I don't know what I did wrong. It must have been the sneeze, honestly" Newt blushed. "For fucks sake, I told you, Angel, this was a bad idea!", Aziraphaled Crowley murmered "I need to go outside."

The demon stood outside, touching down the new body. Soon the Crowleyed Aziraphale followed "I'm so sorry this happened, dear", he sighed, putting a hand on the others shoulder... or his? "Not your fault. I swear to satan, sometimes I wanna fucking rip off Newt's head.", the demon muttered under his breath. "Don't you use that kinda language with my mouth", Aziraphale smirked softly. "BOYS IT WILL LAST OF IN 10 HOURS", Anathema yelled through the backwindow. Now that that was clear the two of them drove home again. Home being the bookshop.

They sat down in the backroom akwardly, shifting around uncomfortably. "I'm terrible thin, looks weird", Crowley muttered, looking at his body, disgust shown on his or rather Aziraphales face. "Don't say that dear, you look perfect the way you are.", the angel ansered thruthfully. "And my eyes... ", the demon whispered more to himself than anything. "Crowley, you truly are gorgeous the way you are, your eyes are lovely. I love everything about you", Aziraphale answered immediately and without thinking. The other one's heart started beating faster.  "You know. I'd like to... like kiss you. But the whole body swap thing is you know, making that weird, angel.", Crowley smirked. "Agreed. How does sleep sound? Move that to tomorrow?", Aziraphale answered blushing.