The first thing Crowley had in mind when finally arriving at the bookshop was simple:
Don't mess it up again!
Since the last 24 hours, it seemed to him having a hidden talent for messing things up instead of making them right. First the rejection, then the failed call - it had been such a shame.
He had never experienced a breakup, that was such a human thing. He had always believed that he could deal with it...well, at this point, Crowley had been wrong. Utterly, utterly wrong. So, the demon found only one way to drown away all his sorrows - which finally had ended up in excessive amounts of alcohol.
At some point, he would have shaken his head about those things the humans used to do - drinking, kissing or even having sex. Down in Hell, they didn't know about things like that...not even what Love was. They didn't know about their greatest servant being on Earth, drinking himself to death. They didn't know about Anthony J. Crowley yearning for an angel who had been his only friend since 6000 years.
Who had cared for him soon after his Fall.
Who always had been there.
Who even had put his wing over his head to shelter from the rain, back in Eden.
The demon couldn't understand why it had to be over. Now, just now where they would have begun a new life together. Now where nothing would have stood in their way.
Not now, where Crowley did finally understand what Love was. No other demon would know that so good like he did. This burning feeling in the chest, seconds before their kiss. His face getting warm as Aziraphale had held hands with him. Blushing. Smiling.
Cuddling.
Crowley had tried so many times to experience real love. Humans would do everything to express their feelings...writing songs, poems or even buying flowers. He had tried everything to get the feeling of someone being at his side again.
But without Aziraphale, it wasn't the same anymore.
So...why not getting his chin up and bursting in the bookshop as if nothing had happened? He had to forgive him. He had to tell the truth. They had to come to terms with each other.
How hard could it be?
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The A in Angel
Fanfiction"The last 24 hours had been hard for the demon to forget. He had never experienced a breakup, that was such a human thing. He had always believed that he could deal with it...well, at this point, Crowley had been wrong. Utterly, utterly wrong. So, t...
