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It was a distinguished knock on the bookshop door that chought Aziraphale's attention. Three knocks to be exact, he frowned as he saw mister Brown enter the bookshop, jiggling the little bell on top of the shop's door.
"Mister Fell!" the man exclaimed with all excitement he could, newspapers in one hand and a bright smile on his lips.
Aziraphale cursed inwardly as he placed his reading glasses on the desk next to the armchair. It's not that he hated the man. He was an angel and angels loved all human beings but this particular human proved tirelessly again and again that he had a habbit of talking too much even for Aziraphale's taste.
"Oh hello there?" the angel smiled quickly as he approached the man.
"Can I help you?" he asked, hoping that the man hasn't decided to buy a book this particular morning.
"Indeed you can Mister Fell" the man said coming too close for Aziraphale's liking.
"Oh goodie" Aziraphale said with no small amount of sarcasm, that the man didn't notice. A little snort sounded behind Azirpohale, who side eyed the motionless black figure that was sprawled over the comfy couch next to the armchair.
"You see I spoke to some of our neighbours and we have come to conclusion that despite the inconveniences of last shopkeepers and street traders assosiation meeting, we would love for you to host the meeeting again. We all had an tremendous amount of fun."
Aziraphales eyes widened and the demon on the couch sat up slowely pretending to read newspapers.
"A what?" the angel asked looking like he was about to smite the man.
"The shopkeepers and street traders assosiation meeting, we loved the theme last time and would love to see what you come up with this time"
"Oh well... Umm that wouldn't be possible, you see...." mister Brown frouned confused as Aziraphale started nervosly rubbing his fingers, discreetly turning to Crowely for help which demon did not provide. Alas he seemed to smirk behind his newspapers waiting for angel to come up with a bad reason so he could tease him about it later. And Aziraphale thought he was a bastard in this relationship.
"Welll ummmm...." his eyes darted around bookshop as Mister Brown frouned more and came uncfortably close to Aziraphale which was about two centimeters from him.
"Yesssss?" the man demanded an answer.
"I .... I iiii am MARRIED." Aziraphale exclamed happily and clasped his hands as he heard the dark figure choke behind him and shufel his newspapers. Mister Browns eyes widend and there was a bit of disapointment behind the suprised expresion on his face.
"Ohhh well congradulations Mister Fell!" the man said not too happily, as Crowely peaked behind his papers with a questionable look on his face.
"However I do not see what does that have to do with the meeting?"
"It has everything to do with it sir." Aziraphale almost sounded offended "I am a newlywed, I am on my honeymoon and well I don't see it being interupted by the meeting." he smiled unsurly and pulled at the ring on his finger changing it's position from the pinky to the finger next to it.
"See!!!" he practicly shoved his hand in mister Bworn's face showing him the ring as proff.
"Oh well I suppose...."
"Of course you understand I simply can not be hosting or attending the meeting unders such circumstances" Azirapahle spun dumbfounded mister Brown and moved him thorward the door.
"But but-"
"I simply can not, it would not be fair to my spouse" the spouse in question diched the newspapers and got up from the couch going to Aziraphale with hands in his pockets or better said tips of his hand.
"But it was very kind of you to offer, have a lovely evening." mister Brown found himself on the pavement outside and as he tried to raise a hand to object, the bookshop doors closed in his face. On the other side of the doors Aziraphale let out a shaky breath, he did not like lying but he liked the meeting less. He knew his little lie didn't go unnoticed and he prepared himself for the demon to tease him. He took a deep breath and turned around and well as expected the smirk on Crowely's face said it all.
"I didn't get an invitation for your wedding I thought we were friends?" he pouted which got on angel's nerves even more.
"You foul feind, you could have helped" Aziraohale said closing his eyes in frustration as he walked past the demon and went for the kichen to make himself a cup of tea.
"How could I have known you didn't want to houst a meeting, you loved the idea last time."
"Last time it was different and you know it. Last time the angenda was to get Nina and Maggie together" Aziraphale answered prim and proper as he put tea leafs in his cup.
"Really? Was that your agenda last time?" he asked smug with his hands crossed leaning on counter.
"Well mostly" Aziraphale gave him a small smirk as the tea water boiled. They smiled a bit at each other both knowing the real agenda for that night was to get them to kiss, not Nina and Maggie. Aziraphale confesed to this as much, one night when Crowley got him so sloshed that the angel barely formed sentecnes. They fell asleep that night withouth miraciling supstance out of their systems which meant a horrible headacke in the morning but they had fun that's what mattered.
"Anyhow .... I do beleive you will have no problem with the meeting anymore."
The demon snickered and shaked his head, watching the tea be poured.
"You really think that?" beamed Aziraphale but seeing seriouse expression on Crowely's face he lost his smile. Crowley just sight and came close to his partner.
"Angel, your street is like a little vilage. When something happends it spreads like wildfire. Do you honestly think that your neighburs will not find out that you are married within a second. On my money they are gossiping about you as we speak" Aziraphale's face was an accurate representation of a person that had a gun pointed at them.
"Ohh oh I did not think about it like that."
"Yeah, your whole street will think you are married and they will ask questions. Soooo be prepared to answer a few when you decide to leave your little safe bubble of a bookshop." a tea cup trembled in Aziraphale's hand as he placed it on the desk.
"Ohhh that is not good at all" he frowned at his situation and begun to nitpick at his fingers.
"Not for you, I find it amusing" the demon practicaly was grinning with satisfaction.
"You always find it incredibly amusing to see me sweat when in trouble" Azirapahle snaped.
"I just like seeing you trying to lie your way out and squirm, until you beg me for help" he chuckled
"It's only fair to help, considering It's your fault!"
"My fault! How is it you lying my fault?" Crowely was outraged but still amused.
"If you had helped me I wouldn't have had to lie"
Demon opened his mouth but stopped himself, this argument lead to nowhere besides his angel was really upset right now and he only wanted to tease when it was fun.
"We can alway pretend you know?" Crowley offered as Aziraphale fundeled his thumbs. Suddenly he stopped and turned to Crowley with wide eyes.
"To be married, but that would be lying" Aziraphale said outraged.
"Yeahhh.... Remind me what you did five minutes ago" Crowely pirced Aziraphale with his eyes.
"I simply said that to avoid unecesary .... obligations pretending now would be ....lying on a whole new level."
"Right" Crowely suddenly loost his will to fight over this, he knew where it would end and it would not be fun.
"Lets go for a stroll see who Misterrr Brownnn had told."
"Uhh I have no wish to find out but a stroll does sound lovely" angel smiled brightly and went to the coat hanger taking off his indoors coat and putting on the cream one for outside. Crowely enjoyed the show and smirked as he offered his hand to Aziraphale.
"Darling?" he said in a sweet voice grinning like a cat that ate a canary. Aziraphale pouted and shoot him a dead pan look as he took Crowely's arm. and Crowlely being the gentleman he is, opened the door and tried extra hard to apear nice.
As soon as the doors opened the neighbors of mister Fell stoped their wispering and turned their heads looking or better siad stearing at the blond man. Aziraphale felt a shiver run down his spine as he chluched Crowley's hand once again feeling a tad bit safer.They strolled down the stree weird looks folowing them.
"They are looking at us" Crowely wispered to his angel as they strolled and their neighbour's looks followed.
"I know" squiked Azuraphale.
"I feel that this years meeting will be excelent even without you being there" Crowely said in his silky voice as they quickly left Soho hand in hand.
"Why do you say that?" angel asked confused.
"Well forget about christmas lights you will be the talk of the street.
"Ohhh dear" Azuraohale felt himself blush furiously.
"Dark hors mister Fell marrying his bit on the side, did he distroy another marrage by doing this. Where is his naked manfriend? And...." Crowely was smiling until he turned his head and saw Aziraphale's blue eyes looking around in worry. His angel was in a frenzy, he felt and looked guilty Crowley clearly went too far.
"Oh look ice cream stand." he quickly murmored and deteached his hand from Aziraphale stering the angel to look up and see Crowely running up to the stand as he stood rooted to the ground twiling his thumbs looking nervouse.
"Vanila flake and a strawberry lolly, please?" the sailes man noded at the demon as he prepared his order. On the other hand Crowley was thinking of ways to solve the problem teasing Azuraphale was fun and all but this was going to become a problem. Aziraphale is the type of the person that is nice and rightfull and everyone should see him that way. The rumors of him and Crowely making their rounds in Soho would ruin his reputation, especialy after Gabriel's little vist. No, it just wouldn't do, they needed to clear the air in his street before rumors spoke insted of them. He grabed ice creams and left few bank notes on the ice cream stand.
"Here" he offered Aziraohale a vanilla flake and saw the angel crack a small smile at him as he licked the icecream. No matter how upset or sad angel got, food was always a good distraction.
"Thank you" he said under his breath as he licked the flake. They continued walking as Crowely shoved the lolly in his mouth and tried to start the conversation on how to solve this crisist.
"So....." Aziraphale who was married to the flake just seconds ago looked up questionably at his partner.
"We need a plan." explained Crowely as he bit the lats part of the lolly of the stick. Aziraphale chringes at the offens of eating ice cream like that but focused on Crowely's words.
"Well I beleive I need to clear the air. The best way to go about it would be to show up at the meeting and well...." he look so horried at the idea somebody would think he was going to prison.
"Tell them what exactly angel? That you lied to mister Brown and that you are not married and that you only said it so you wouldn't have to houst the meeting? I don't think they will like that." Aziraphale let out a gasp of frustration and ate the last of his ice cream.
"What other possible thing could I do?"
"Why not just confirm the lie? I won't complain? Its not like you are lying that much. We've been together so long we are practicaly married."
"But we are not!" said Aziraphale so loud a few bypassers turned to him which made him more self-conscious.
"Than lets marry" the words flew out of his mouth faster that his brain could process them. And he stared at Aziraphale's stuned face.
"What?"
"Lets marry, you don't have to lie than"
Aziraphle's face turned from suprised to slight anger.
"You want to marry me so that they wouldn't talk?"
Crowely was a smart demon, he would think so, but at certan moments even he fails to understand how great of a hole he is digging for himself.
"Yeah its a peace of a cake, just a ring or two and bang we go there tell them, no big deal" he smiled like he cracked some sort of the code. But his expresion changed when Aziraphale let out an ironic chucle.
"No thank you, I will handle this on my own." Aziraohale said it like they were discussing a bussines idea and not marriage. His feet turned him around and he angrly stomed away from Crowley who wore a dumb founded expresion on his face.
"Now hold up a damn minute." he finally snaped out of shook and ran after Aziraphale pulling his hand back not letting to.
"Now you suddenly don't need my help? " he spat out as Aziraphale stared at the offending hand that was holdiNg him in place.
"Not from the likes of you, not from the demon I don't" he snatched the hand and straightened his bowtie as he noticed Crowely's face darkend.
"You dont want to marry me...." Crowely repeated in a calm collected voice "because I am a demon?" he looked hurt and angry.
"I am sorry, am I not good enough for you? Huh? You would never suly yourself by marrying a demon, is that it?" he yelled out sounding more furious by second.
"Not thats not it at all, I..."
"That's what I am to you, no? Just a demon after everything really? Still just a DEMON?"
"You are being unreasonable Crowely just listen-"
"No I don't need to listen anymore of this. Thank you message clear."
"Crowley I-"
Poff was the last sound Aziraphale heard as Crowely dissapeared right infront of him. The couple passingers looked at him weird and he waved his hand to erase Crowely's dissapearence from their minds. Crowely clearly was too angry to think about his actions.
He sighed and shaked his head in disbelef. How could a simple lie cause so much disort between them. He thought they were communicating better. Well apearently not well enough. He needed to find Crowley and talk to him. This needed to be cleared out now. His fingeres snaped as he focused on Crowelys energy locating him.
He apeared inside of the bookshop next to the front door. He thought he would find Crowely sulking in his car or somewhere else, but no this was their home so it made sense that he would hide here. The angel made his way in the shop looking around and finding his demon sulking on the couch holding a pillow in front of him looking at nothing. He resembled a small child when told they can't have another slice of cake.
"Oh dear I made quite a mess, didn't I?" Aziraphale said twidling his thumbs and looking at Crowley questionably.
"Yupp sure did" prolonging the p Crowely answered not looking at him.
"Dearest I am sorry" Aziraphale said defeated.
"Its fine, of course you wouldn't want to marry a demon as an angel yourself perish the thought" with a lot of bitternes Crowely finally looked at him and threw pillow on the other side of the couch.
"That is simply not true! That is not why I don't want to marry you" his voice straned as he spoke and his face flushed he managed to answer.
"Oh great so than you just don't love me enough to marry me. Gold star angel your explanation is killing it." Crowley snaped and played with his sunglasses as he listend not leting his eyes land on Aziraphale.
"Oh for goodness sakes, stop being difficult and listen to me!"
Crowely turned to Azuraohalr to find him frustrated and raised a brow as an answer.
"Of course I love you and of course I want to marry you, It's just that I want to do it for right reason." he paused as Crowely stood up questios clearly dancing in his brain.
"To me, marriage is a secret union between two people who choose to be bonded forever and it's special." he smiled tenderly at Crowely.
"And when I heard you talk about it as just two rings and let's get it over with for the sake of the story. Well I got angry I... It's stupid really but it means a tad too much to me and-" he got interrupted by the sound of a pair of sunglasses hitting his desk. Crowley approached him looking serious and as Aziraphale's confused stare folowed him, the demon dropped on one knee and looked up at his angel. Aziraohale's heart stopped beating for a second. He looked speachless.
Crowely offered his hand and the sound of miracle washed over his hand as it opened to reveal a gold snake ring with blue stone on It's head.
"Marry me angel?"
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Aziraphale just stared from the captivating yellow eyes to the beautiful gold ring in demons hand. His eyes teared up and his lips tightened as he nodded, not being able to say it.
"Yesssss?" Crowley hissed happily.
"Yess, a hundred times yess" his smile reached his ears and he pulled the demon off his knee and into a kiss. Crowley held him and kissed him gently until they seperated. Crowley reached for Aziraphale's hand and smirked at his pinky ring that still stood on the wedding ring finger.
"We don't need this fake one anymore" Crowley snarkly remarked and slid the golden ring on Aziraphale's finger. The angel looked at it fondly and wiggled his fingers to get a better look.
"I pronounce us angel and demon. I may now kiss the bride." Crowley anounced in his best dramatic voice as Aziraphale chuckled and held demons hands. After last look and a smile cupping Aziraphale's face Crowley kissed him again more tender than before. The kiss got interrupted by Aziraphale as he said 'ummff' and hitting Crowley's shoulder playfully.
"Oh dear!" with eyes full of worry and blushing cheeks Aziraphale's hand covered his mouth as Crowley tried to make sense of angel's actions.
"What don't tell me you getting shy now, after everything we've done." Aziraphale would never admit it but he blushed further at the memory of their bedroom activity. Of course his attention was on something entierly elese so he could not be bothered to answer the remark.
"Why you need a ring as well."
"Yeah I suppose I do" Crowley shruged imediatly calming down. "Just give me what ever you want. I am fine with everything short of tartan"
He chuckled as Aziraphale thought for a secon and than snaped his fingers. In his hand appeared a black-silvery ring with angel wings on the side and a red gem in the middle. Crowely raised impressed eyebrows at the ring because he genuinely liked It which he didn't believe he would. He extended his hand to Aziraphale an dthe angel with fondness took it sliding the ring on.
"Until our respective offices do us part, I believe?" Aziraphale's eyes moved from a fond look at the ring to irritated look that was aimed entirely at his now husband.
"No?" Crowely tried charmingly raising his brow in question.
"Right. Until third armagedont do us part than?" This statement just earned him a sad look from his angelic husband.
"Really Crowely?"
"Allright, allright don't get your knickers in a twist, angel" Crowely pated Aziraphales hands in comfort as angel glared at him.
"Till the world stops turning round." Aziraphale said with all sheksperian dramatics he could.
"Ouh I like that one" Crowley confirmed as he pulled Aziraphale in his arms and kissed him deeply. After they seperated to get the air nether of them needed Crowely smirked.
"Now I do believe we are on our honeymoon soooo... bedroom?" Aziraphale giggled still shy about their bedroom activities.
"Well I do believe it is a tradition"
They kissed their way up to the bedroom.
. . .
Crowely was sprawled on the bed one sock entierly off and one still hanging at his toes. A silky sheet covered his middle as he intertwined his hands behind his head and enjoyed sounds of their heavy breths coming to an ease. Next to him Aziraphale was already searching for his underwear.
"Love this marrage thing" Crowley commented a big smile of satisfaction on his face.
"Indeed" Aziraphale shifted on the bed finally locating his underwear on a bedside lamp, wondering how they got there.
"You know what we should really do?" Crowley turned in bed one hand supporting his head and the other moving the sheet of the bed with him.
"What?" Asked angel curious on what they should do that they haven't in last few hours.
"Go somewhere! It's a honeymoon, people go somewhere other than home for their honeymoon" Crowley was cheery waving his hands around as Aziraphale managed to button up his shirt as well as put on his undewere.
"Well that does sound lovely." he smiled at the thought "I think Alfa Centurai is lovely this time of year" smug bastrad just turned around and gave Crowley a knowing look. Crowely smirked and launched at Aziraphale pulling him by the waist back to the bed. Aziraphale landed into Crowely's lap which earned them both a giggle.
"You bastard"
"Yes I am, but your's"
Just as they were about to kiss they heard loud bang on the bookshop door. Startled, they got up as another bang sounded from downstairs.
"What in fuck is that?" the demon cursed already angry at interruption
"Heaven? Hell?" Scared Aziraphale suggested
"Nahh, they wouldn't knock"
Crowley waved his hand. A miracle dressed them both as they bolted downstairs to see Nina banging her fist on the door and Maggie standing ,apologetic, behind her.
"What the heaven is wrong with this woman?" Crowley complained as he opened the door.
"WHAT!!!" He politly yelled at Nina as his yellow uncovered eyes pirced her soul.
"What do you mean what? Move!" Nina yelled and Crowely confused steped back, allowing them to walk past him as Aziraphale stared from the middle of the shop dumbfounded.
"So sorry about the noise but we do have something to discuss" Maggie gently explained looking form Crowley to Aziraphale.
"Dear me we thought our respective offices came looking for us" Aziraphale explained calmly placing his hand over his chest to calm down his fast beating heart.
"Somebody better have died, the way you just gave us a heart attack" Crowely angrly spat in Nina's direction as he circled Aziraphale and miraceled his sunglasses.
"You two are always causing trouble for me, even when I don't speak to you." Nina was cleary fuming. "You got whole street in a frenzy!" said Nina angrily.
"What?" asked Aziraphale confused looking at Crowely hoping he understood what she was saying. He did not.
"You see, mister Brown shared some news with us today and well the whole street has gathered up at the café chatting and offering theories about it." Maggie continued explaing what Nina clearly had no wish to explain.
"Not that we aren't gratefull for the money you made us, while all of this is going on. It's just that well-"
"They are pushing at us for answers when we clearly have none. But they don't stop asking for them and I am bloody tired of it." Nina waved her hands around and looked at Crowley with daggers.
"So explain yourself and tell everybody so they can leave me to go about my damn bussines." Nina snaped.
"Well there have been umm... minor ... inconveniences but but umm we resolved them and well ummm we are married" Aziraphale fought his nervousnes and shaked his hand which had a ring on it.
"Oh congratulations mister Fell, we are so happy for you, right love?" Maggie clasped her and smiled at them.
"Extatic!" commented Nina trying to calm down.
"Why thank you" answered Crowley grining from ear to ear just to piss off Nina.
"Thank you dears" Aziraphale genuinely thanked them.
"And we apologize. What we do, should not have interfired with your bussines." Aziraphale proudly pronounced
"Don't apologise angel we made them mad tips today" Crowley laid himslef on the chair next to Aziraphale and smiled irritatingly at Nina.
"Yes, you also ruined my day by this whole mess"
"Do not listen to her she is just cranky because she doesn't like the rush" Maggie tapped Nina's shoulder
"That is not-"
"Anyhow we are glad for you two and we shall calm the situation down at the café and you should stop by later simply to confirm the story" she winked and pulled Nina's hand to the exit of the shop.
"I wasn't done yelling at them" Nina complained.
"They got the point. Now let's go we have a full café waiting for answers" They could be heard bickering before the door closed. They were a grete couple thought Aziraphale and Crowley both
The bookshop door slamed and Aziraphale and Crowely looked at each other smiling. Without another word, in silent agreement, Crowely laid down on the couch and Aziraphale cracked open a book he started this morning. Both entities smiling to themselfs and lightly touching rings on their fingers trying to get used to the sensation of the new bond they created that day.