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"So what do you say? I can give you time to think about it if you want, that's fine with us Aziraphale"
"Oh yes um I mean no, no extra time needed I made a decision already"they said with a nervous smile "Im really sorry but I have to say no your highness'
"Don't you want to ask your friend? It would be his only chance to return to heaven, youre taking it away from him you know that"
"Y-yes um. Im SURE about it. I-i'm very, very sorry to reject your proposition but"they could feel the atmosphere getting heavier, so much they had to take their eyes of Metatron "I already set my mind on it.Yes."
"Well-"Metatron stood up, helping himself by leaning on the table" it means you are staying in your current possision Aziraphale, its your decision. I wish you good time down here" He straightened his jacket
"Oh thank you um. Good time up there!" The angel said nervously watching Metatron make his way out of the coffee shop.
Aziraphale knew, they did a good thing, but there was still- obviously a bitter taste to it. Rejecting an offer from heaven, even if it crossed their mind a few times was naver taken as an option. Well until today. Of course this would give them both a lot, how often you get a chance like this? For a fallen angel to return to orders? It didnt even SOUND possible, but they well knew Crowley wouldn't like it. She, at least how Aziraphale understanded it, didn't belive in heavens goodness. Either did she belive in anything said in hell, she was in her words "a demon who goes along with hell as far as it can"
Yet as he was going back to the book shop, doubt was going through his mind. Crowley was waiting there for them after all.
*Oh satan. Im not gonna do this* He almost finnished cleaning up the book shop, at least this small part of it. *What if I mess it up forget the words ughhH!*
The thing with Belzebub and Gabriel really made her thing about it but Nina and Maggie did the final string.
Talking. That's what she needed to do. They both were so bad it that, so awfully bad. Always causing misunderstandings. But now it was the time to took the matters into her own hands "You two need to talk"- it was that obvious even they saw it.
Crowley needed to make it perfect, to make Aziraphale as comfortable as she could, making the place clean and pretty. Half because of his fear of rejection and half just to make him happier.
It was something big, something she wanted to do for a long time but never had words for her feelings. The table at the Ritz was already miracled empty for next few hours, The nightingale was ready to play in the bentley along with a bouquet of yellow, "pretty" tulips in the back seat, as it was considered normal to get your date flowers. If she could call Aziraphale her "date", of course.
The last touch ups were already made, as he heard the angle coming back.
"Hello Crowley, you're still here?"
"Yeah, yeah um, Angel?"
"Yes dear? What is that?"Aziraphale said a little scared seeing an almost terrified look on demons face
"I have something to say, I- its best of I just, start doing the talking"he said in one breath. She had to take a look at Aziraphales reaction to really start " the talking", they looked a bit confused but everything seemed alright. When the angel opened his mouth to say something, Crowley started
"Okay so- we've known each other a long time, we've been on this planet, for a long time, you and me. And during- this time I-I could always rely on you, and you could always rely on me. We've been a team, a group of two of us. We, spended our existence pretending that we aren't- I mean the few last years not really, its been different" she took a short break, feelling the adrenaline in her body she leand onto the table standing next to her" I'd like- I'd like to spend the rest of it- the rest of my existence with you, not pretending. No matter if its the earth, the sky or anything else, as long as i can be with you angel" she tried to raise her head to meet with Aziraphales eyes, and when she did that she was met with an unimaginable amout of happines in them, among a few tears, he just realised his eyes were all wet aswell.
"I'd like to get, beneath a canopy with you"
It was the last of the things she planed to say.
They were left standing, facing each other in a nicely tidied up bookshop, smelling like vanilla candles, in silence but in a loving and gentle one.
The angel was sobbing, with a bright smile on his face and a running nose.
"Oh Crowley... There's no need for a canopy. I'd like to spend, the rest of my existence- with you as well" They said bursting into tears, tears of happiness and relief.
The demon quickly got closer to them, gently wraping his arms around them, softly pressing their head into his shoulder and her head against it.She didnt need to wait long for the response as angels soft hands touched her back, with more emotion than ever, closer to her than ever before.