Alone in the rain, thinking of you (Azi/Crow)

Random takes and scenes in space and time for various fandoms I love as inspired by Fan Art and the Fandom in general.

Crowley is all alone, having remained on Earth. Standing in the rain, contemplating on the what-ifs in a real angsty mood.

Part of Fandom Shorts / Aziraphale/Crowley series

Alone in the rain, thinking of you

You left without hesitation, the smile on your face clear indication this was what you had dreamed of all along. All this time the two of us, were together. Becuase we were, together. A partnership for sure. Something more? Well, there is a lure for myself to think it was more than simply out of convenience we two stuck together through thick and thin, mostly thin. Being a demon and an angel, well, some might think it was a sin. Alas for me, it was the best bet I had ever made. Having stuck around you, my darling dear Angel for all those centuries having us passed.

And if I am perfectly be honest to myself, it was love at first sight all that time ago, even if I pretended it to be a show slow. Someone to bide my time with until something else came along, taking me with into the whirlwind of the happening in the universe. Even if I might have disappeared for a moment there, I always yearend to be by your side my dear darling Angel. Always missing that smirk, that hint of a bigger smile. As our union was nothing of a vile rather a place I could call really on. A place I could call, home.

Now, you are gone. Having become something else, someone else. Someone who could not give a hoot or holler for a demon on the side of repent. The snake having shred his scales. And all I want to do is to wail, letting out my sorrow out in a most horrific howl. For the world to hear how very badly I feel, standing here all alone, neglected, on the side of the road. A toad my pretty prince does not want to kiss. A fallen angel to be dismissed as quickly as discarding a day old smelly chutney or a tissue worn for just once sneeze. Real easy like.

I will go down without a fight, that sentiment having left me some time ago. Must've been that day when I kissed you, asked you to stay, then go with me to the ends of the galaxy. Somewhere else than this place. Somewhere for the two of us to be, just, us. What a bust that confession turned out to be in the end. You my darling dear Angel first having been bending this hollow demon to your will, then simply ignoring what once was by some stupid offer by your, guess boss. My loss, not theirs or even yours.

Still, I cannot blame you for wanting to go. Not even in the midst of my teary sobbing, I realise I was never the one thing for you like you were for me. The one to stick by through thick and thin, yeah, humans might just do that all the time, but theirs is limited while ours is not. So, after the initial shock of having been denied, having been pushed aside I try so very hard to collect myself. To just be, by myself. Only me myself and I, the demon, the snake. Moving on whatever it takes. Perhaps still somewhere deep down wishing, hoping, praying, you my dear darling Angel, will somehow come back to me. Maybe, just, maybe.