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Aziraphale was sitting at the desk in his bedroom, reading a book. Meanwhile, Crowley was having a solo dance party in his own bedroom. Even though Crowley had gotten some Bluetooth headphones out of respect for Aziraphale’s music preferences, today Aziraphale could hear him singing the songs he was dancing to. Unfortunately for the angel, he could hear some very unholy lyrics.
Aziraphale had never heard these songs before, so he Googled the lyrics out of curiosity. (Crowley had given him a tablet computer a while back, though he rarely used it.)
Hmm...Lady Gaga, Adam Lambert, Ke$ha...I’ve never heard of these people! thought Aziraphale. And now that he had a more complete view of the lyrics, he was feeling rather uncomfortable and embarrassed on Crowley’s behalf.
Aziraphale left his room and walked across the house to Crowley’s bedroom. After taking a minute to collect his thoughts, he knocked on the door.
Crowley opened the door almost immediately, his headphones now around his neck. “What is it, angel?”
“Um, well, I don’t know if you were aware of this, but I could hear you singing.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Was I bothering you?”
“I wouldn’t really mind, except for the fact that some of those songs are so... sexual . How can you stand to sing them?”
Crowley’s face changed slightly, in a way that Aziraphale couldn’t understand. (In actuality, Crowley was suppressing a chuckle.)
“Oh, Aziraphale…” Crowley felt bad that his angel looked so serious about this. “Come on in.”
The two sat down on Crowley’s bed together.
“It’s just music,” explained Crowley. “I like the tunes and the beats. They’re fun to dance to. I don’t really think about the lyrics that much. I mean, being a demon and all, I’ve heard much worse.”
“So...you don’t mean what you’re singing, then...? I really don’t like thinking about those... topics , and I suppose I’ve always thought you were the same way.”
Crowley gave his friend a small side hug. “No, Aziraphale. I don’t mean it at all. Like I said, I barely pay any attention to what the lyrics are about. I’ve just learned the words from listening to the songs so much. Humans just seem to want to put sex in everything nowadays. But to me, it’s just silly words. I’m sorry I made you feel bad. I didn’t realize it would bother you so much.”
“You don’t want to do anything described in those songs, do you? I mean, if you could.”
“No, not at all! You of all people should understand that that’s one part of humanity that I am not at all interested in.”
Aziraphale smiled a bit - Crowley’s response had reassured him that he was still the same wholesome-on-the-inside demon Aziraphale had always thought he was.
“Do you want me to stop singing?” Crowley asked.
“I don’t want to make you stop singing!” replied Aziraphale. “But could you just not sing those kinds of songs when I’m in the house?”
“Of course, angel. I’ll do anything to make you feel safe and happy.”
The two hugged, and then Aziraphale went outside to walk around the garden while Crowley continued his dancing.