Band AU
Aziraphale accepts Crowley's offer to see him perform at a gay bar, Life's a drag. Crowley's band is called Broken wings and it's a punk rock band. Azi gets a feeling that Crowley is projecting some of his feelings about his brother into his songs. A dude hits on Azi but he's too oblivious to realise. Crowley must explain that this is a gay bar.
Aziraphale had been in bars before; plenty of times. He was twenty and had been legally allowed to drink for a while now. Bars weren't his favourite places, but he was familiar with them.
He had never been in a gay bar though, so this was a first. He had no idea there were so many queer people in the city, let alone this neighbourhood.
Aziraphale walked up to the bar and hastily ordered a pint for himself and – in a moment of inspiration – a bottle of water for Crowley. He made his way closer to the stage where Crowley and his band were setting up. A large rainbow flag was hung behind it. Strangely enough, it made him feel massively safe.
He got Crowley's attention and tossed him the bottle. Crowley deftly caught it and twisted off the cap, taking a deep swig of water. While Aziraphale didn't want to admit it, Crowley was looking incredibly attractive that night. His long red hair was pulled into a loose bun on his head and he was dressed simply and stylishly – in a black button up shirt and dark wash jeans.
Crowley finished the drink with a deep sigh. "Thanks. It's hot as hell up here cuz of the stage lights."
"I guessed as much. Do you need any help setting up?" offered Aziraphale.
"Nah, Bea and everyone else are a bit late because of traffic but they don't have much to set up; just some amps and stuff. I came early so I'm pretty much done already."
True to Crowley's word, the rest of the band arrived not so long after. He watched them set up from his table a few feet away. Crowley and his band seemed to work well together.
Speaking of, Aziraphale had found himself becoming familiar with the rest of Crowley's band, even if he had never been directly introduced. Bea was the band's vocalist, which Aziraphale knew from overhearing them doing their vocal warmups. Lee and Haz both played the guitar and seemed very competitive, constantly bickering about who got to have solos in which songs.
Crowley was the drummer of course, and Damon was the bassist. Those two seemed to be the calmest of the group, staying out of the rest of the group's bickering.
Once everything was set up, Crowley gave the nod to the bar owner and spoke up. "Hey everyone! Fallen Angels here, you know us, you love us and we're going to sing some songs," he announced.
"Final thing before we start, I've invited a date to this showing. He's sort of new to the punk scene, Christian parents you know." Most of the crowd murmured in agreement. "Everyone give a warm welcome to Aziraphale Eden!"
He looked Aziraphale dead in the eyes and shot him a confident wink, as the crowd cheered. Aziraphale couldn't stop himself from blushing as he turned his face away. Crowley smirked and sat down at his drum set.
"Anyway, here's our first song; Fuck the Church." He smacked his drumsticks together, counting out the rhythm and the band started playing.
Aziraphale quickly found himself wrapped up in their music. Not such a bad first date, he thought.