Childofthesunn
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— Está bien, corazón, está bien… — Susurraba Crawly, su voz tan suave que Aziraphale apenas podía escucharla sobre el sonido de la lluvia golpeando la madera. — Todo va a estar bien…
—¿Crawly?
Crawly miró hacia él inmediatamente, y por un segundo pareció que sus ojos destellaban en la oscuridad.
— Aziraphale…
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Aziraphale se despierta en medio del gran diluvio tras haber tenido una pesadilla sobre el que antes era su amigo más cercano, y sintiendose culpable por haberlo dejado solo cuando más lo necesitaba, va a buscarlo.
Pero cuando finalmente encuentra a Crawly acurrucado en el rincón más profundo del arca, rodeado de niños e intentando consolarlos a todos, se da cuenta de que, tal vez, el demonio no es tan cruel como dice ser.
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"It suddenly was like having all his fever dreams stacked one over each other in front of him. But it was better, because it was real, and Aziraphale was there, and he wanted to be there. He had chosen to be with him, to spend his nights drinking wine, his mornings sitting in the garden, his noons strolling through the village, build up a rutine and a life and do everything with him. He had chosen to spend every single one of his days, his very eternity by his side...
Because Aziraphale had chosen to stay. He had chosen to have Crowley in his life, to share his own with him.
And most of all, Crowley realized then, he had chosen to listen. And to understand.
So maybe, it was time for him to speak."
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Crowley has a secret that has been following him like a shadow. He thought he could keep it hidden forever, but then one evening Aziraphale decided to bake something for his husband, and then everything crashed down over him.
Now he has to share a secret that he has been saving for six thousand years, and he's terrified.
But maybe, all he needs is a certain angel to remember him that he will always be loved, and that he will always be understood.
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"We cant." Aziraphale said, his voice barely a whisper over Crowley's lips.
"Angel, please..."
"Im sorry, my dear. Im so, so sorry..."
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After the show in the West End, Crowley and Aziraphale get back to the bookshop to celebrate and get drunk. After a few hours, both of them leave their worries behind, and it seems like there's magic in the air that night.
But its always too late, and this time wont be an exception.
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— No podemos — Dijo Aziraphale, su voz apenas un susurro sobre los labios de Crowley
— Ángel, por favor...
— Lo siento, querido. Lo siento, lo siento tanto...
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Luego del show en el West End, Crowley y Aziraphale vuelven a la libreria a festejar y emborracharse. Luego de un par de horas, ambos comienzan a dejar atrás todas sus preocupaciones, y parece que hay magia en el aire esa noche.
Pero siempre es demasiado tarde, y esta vez no va a ser la excepción.
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You think he’s your friend?
The word ‘friend’ echoed through Dave’s head like the ring of a church bell. He didn’t have any friends, whether he wanted it that way or not. It was just him and Henry. It was always him and Henry. Dave didn’t have the time or the space for anyone else. But Jack…
“I don’t know. He’s just-”
Ask him to help you.
“Look, Henry, I-”
Ask him.
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Dave Miller finds out that he does, in fact, still have a soul. And it hurts. Bad.Bookmarked by Childofthesunn
23 Jul 2025