Ineffable Husbands Oneshots

The (Not So) Perfect Plan Part 1

1980s

An angel had been drowning himself in whatever alcoholic beverage that was within his reach for the past few hours.

Now, surely this would seem normal for said angel if he were to have been drinking solidly with a certain demon by his side.

But alas, that is not the case.

In fact, the angel was drinking at a bar.

A gay bar.

Now, one would assume that since our angel has been known to get himself into trouble throughout the millennia, that his presence at a gay bar would be accidental. That is to say, he didn't mean to stumble into a gay bar and start drinking solidly for the last few hours.

Again, this isn't the case. At all.

The Principality knew exactly what he was doing there. He was no fool. He knew perfectly well what sort of venue this was. He's the longest residing angel on Earth for Heaven's er-somebody's sake, at least.

He had been coming to this particular establishment for some 7 years. It was the type of bar that was hidden in a dark alleyway in the depths of Soho. It was also incredibly discreet, since guests are given a new password each time they left.

Tonight's password happened to be, "Demonic", much to the angel's amusement.

As he drunkenly stared off into the distance, a tall, lanky man with brown hair that was in short soft curls took a seat next to him.

"Back again, Az?", asked the young man.

The angel didn't need to look to know who he was.

"Yes, dear boy, I'm back, pass me another drink now, will you?",drawled Aziraphale.

The young man chuckled and shook his head, "No, I don't think I will. You've had too much to drink. I'm surprised you haven't passed out with how shitfaced you are.".

In the angel's drunken state, he hadn't seemed to have caught the cuss word. And in any case, it wouldn't have mattered anyway. He hadn't seen his good friend, John Deacon, in awhile.

"So what brings you here, John?", asked Aziraphale.

"Finished a recording session with the boys for tonight and thought I'd pop in to drink a bit. And you?",replied John.

"Just felt like coming for a good drink or two...."

"Or ten?", tried John, who was smirking.

Aziraphale didn't deny it, but mainly because he was beginning to drift off into a drunken sleep.

John noticed this and shook him awake.

"Hmm? Yes?....'m up, 'm up.", slurred the angel.

"C'mon Az, we've got to get you home.".

"Don't...want...to..".

"We have to, c'mon up you get.", John made sure to wrap an arm around his friend's waist and place the angel's other arm across his (John's) shoulders.
(A/N: I swear I can't fucking English right now, and I'm horrible at explaining, so I'm sorry if you didn't understand how John helped Aziraphale up.-D.)

John walked across the bar supporting Aziraphale in his arms, looking for a certain blonde.

"Rog?....Rog?", called out John.

"John? Deaky! There you are! Woah...happened to Az? He looks like shit!", said Roger, who was concerned for Aziraphale.

"Found him shitfaced at the bar, c'mon we've got to take him back to the bookshop.",urged John.

Roger looked from his bandmate to the drunken figure hanging on to him, and nodded,"Alright, but let's hope Bri doesn't know about us 'mother hens' taking care of Az, we'll never hear the end of it if he finds us dragging a drunken Az out of a bar.".

"Well he won't have to know if we don't get him out of here quickly!",huffed John.

After a couple of minutes of half dragging the drunken angel through the night, the men finally made it to the bookshop, and plopped the angel down onto the couch.

John spoke up first,"I'll go make him some tea, stay here with him.".

The drummer nodded, and as John was preparing the tea in the kitchen, Roger sighed, crossed his arms while he stared down at the sleeping figure on the couch, and muttered,"What's going on with you, Az?".

(A/N: I know that I said that I was going to make the next one more lengthy, and it will be, the only thing is that it'll come in parts. I was stuck on deciding where to end the first part at, and the best option I had was at this point. But I think it goes with how I want to share this lil fic, so we'll see how it goes. :) -D.)