AN: This is my first attempt at fanfic in many years. I am not much of a writer, I am more of a reader but I just had this head and started writing. Please be gentle in the comments. If you have any suggestions or advice that can help me approve that would be greatly appreciated. Hope you enjoy the story and if you have any ideas or anything specific you want to see in the story you can leave a comment below :)
2019
"To the world"
It all started after the apocalypse that wasn't. An angel and demon were dining at the Ritz, just enjoying the peace that was brought back to the
world.
"So Angel," the demon named Crowley said.
"What do you propose we do now that we no longer have to report to Heaven or Hell?"
The angel, Aziraphale took a sip of his wine and turned to Crowley with a quizzical look.
"What do you mean, my dear boy?" asked Aziraphale.
Crowley looked at Aziraphale with a slight blush on his cheeks. A look that was very uncommon for a demon.
"Well, I was just thinking...that maybe..we could" Crowley trailed off feeling anxious. Aziraphale put down his wine and smiled at Crowley.
"My dear, it is quite amusing to see you flustered. Normally, it is I who carries that particular trait." He said with a chuckle.
Crowley's blush grew bigger but he quickly shook it off.
"I am NOT flustered!" he immediately denied. Aziraphale looked at Crowley adoringly and laughed.
"Crowley, I was simply teasing you. But something clearly has you bothered. What are you trying to tell me?"
Crowley fiddled with something in his pocket and mentally prepared himself for what he wanted to say.
Ok, you can do this. You are a demon, you should not be feeling this nervous. Just tell him dammit!
"Crowley?" Aziraphale asked worriedly.
Crowley suddenly jolted out of his thoughts. Suddenly feeling confident he turned to Aziraphale.
"Look Angel, we have been on this planet for 6000 years and we've known each other even longer than that." Crowley paused to swallow the lump in his
throat and continued.
"What I'm trying to say is now that we stopped the apocalypse and we're finally free of Heaven and Hell.."
Aziraphale watched Crowley with a calm look as he patiently waited for him to finish.
"Now that we're free we can be...us."
"Crowley I-" Aziraphale started to interrupt.
"Angel, I want to spend the rest of my existence with you." Crowley got out of his chair and went to stand in front of Aziraphale. He reached into
his pocket and pulled out a small dark blue square-shaped box. He then got down on one knee, opened the lid to the box and with a serious grin asked,
"Angel, will you marry me?"