Crowley tossed an turned in his bed. The demons love for the angel had just gotten inferior. Crowley didn't really think he had feelings to begin with,a demon and an angel falling in love with each other was a big no-no in both worlds,heaven and hell and he highly doubted his angel would share the same feelings for him...this upsetted crowley. He just couldn't help but imagine waking up to see the angel's face every morning and allowing it to be the last thing he saw before wrapping his arms around his angel and resting his face on the shorter man's back before falling asleep. Crowley sighed at his thoughts and sat up,adjusting his pillow. There was no use in calling aziraphale (the angel) and talking to him about it anyway.

Aziraphale always interrupted him every chance he got and started talking about how divine he thought the grape's tasted in france comparing to the one's in portugal (😂😂),soon apologising a while after the demon had lost the confidence to even bring his feelings up

(I'm shit at writing,bare with me,,)

Crowley's ears twitched lightly as he heard gentle knocking on his door,pulling on socks and rushing to the door then opening it. "Good morning dear! Splendid day today isn't it?" The angel infront of him asked as a kind smile played on his lips

"Bloody hell angel. It's four in the morning",crowley replied groggily,completely ignoring aziraphale's question. The shorter male pouted and didn't dare argue with his intimate. Yes the angel was obstinate. Yes it sometimes drove crowley insane but he still couldn't help but admire him.

Taking in every detail from his perfectly made curly blonde hair and soft blue doe eyes to the way he stood when he was irritated with the way the demon reacted,hiding it with an innocent smile. Everything about him was perfect. Crowley hated the fact that he had indeed,fallen for the other supernatural

"My apologies angel,please do come in" he spat in annoyance and held the door open for the angel. aziraphale walked in and thanked him,taking off his trensch coat. "You haven't caused any harm to the plants since i last visited,have you?" Aziraphale asked,raising an eyebrow and turning his head to a room with several plants

The red headed demon ran a hand through his own hair. "Why do you go and see for yourself?" Crowley asked. You see,crowley had been gone for a week,doing what he did best,cause mischief and tempt.

While he was gone,aziraphale took care of his apartment. Cleaning it,making the bed,beautifully sorting things into drawers and watering the plants. Aziraphale didn't want to admit that he too,talked to the plants,complimenting them and spreading positivity. The two headed towards the room infront of them and crowley leaned against the door frame,all the plants began to shake in fear. (Something they didn't do when azi took care of them)

Aziraphale hushed and comforted them lovingly,making crowley roll his eyes. Crowley grabbed a hold of aziraphale's hand and handed him a spray. The demon knew what would have happened if he were the one watering his precious plants instead. He didn't blame the plants for being scared of him. In fact, sometimes he scared himself! The way he lashed out at people,the fact that he didn't care if he drove 500mph. ((Ill write more later,,, god help me- it's so bad so farrrr))

Hi,,

I tried writing a fanfic but it's so shit-

I could be better-

No-

*hug*

I'm a shitty writer and artist

:(

NO

Idek

HDOWYCOUSOCIDO BUT IT'S FREEZING! HOW?

Oh?

Well shit brb

Back

Hm?

...idek

Noooo!

I- maybe

Lmao

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*hug*

Idk :(

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