Archive of Our Own

Summary:

Tumblr writing prompt: "the first time Crowley calls Aziraphale ‘Angel’ it was almost like a slur, as if to remind each other of what he really was. but over time it became more of a pet name, and Crowley found himself saying things like, “dinner at the Ritz tonight, Angel?’, or ‘there’s a spot on your collar, Angel, just let me get it’ and found that the smile that blossomed on the other’s face each time sweeter and sweeter."

I took this prompt as a writing exercise and made it extremely short and as efficient as possible. It was... interesting to write.