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“Where to next?” his husband asks.

“Oh, I rather thought that was obvious.”

They face each other. Just as Aziraphale says “sex,” Crowley says “lunch.”

so first aziraphale meets dottie, who comes by to drop off some banana bread and welcome them to the neighborhood. she spots crowley working on the flower beds and innocently asks if that's his husband. it catches aziraphale off guard and sounds so nice that he answers with "yes indeed, my husband anthony!" but he frets afterward because he can't possibly tell crowley he said that! they just moved in! it's way too soon!!!

a few days later, crowley meets sadie, who mentions that her wife spoke to his husband the other day. in response, crowley goes along with it like "uhh yes, my husband loved her bread!" and then he frets because he can't possibly tell aziraphale he said that! they're still getting settled! it's way too soon!!!

so they're living in fear of the other finding out that they told the neighbors they're married, without realizing they both want exactly the same thing.

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Here are some fics that might interest you:

Pieces of You by syrupfactory (M)

Twenty years post-canon, Crowley and Aziraphale's happily-ever-after is uprooted when Aziraphale suddenly vanishes and an encounter with demons leaves Crowley mortal and powerless. After passing months in solitude, Crowley ventures back into London, only to find his husband living a human life as "Ezra" and mourning a fictional human husband called "Jay." Determined to get Aziraphale back, Crowley resolves to do whatever it takes to befriend him all over again, as ordinary people this time, until his angel remembers him.

Every Atom Belonging to Me by triedunture (T)

Crowley is rendered temporarily mortal after a run-in with a-- Well, it doesn't really matter. What matters is he needs to eat and sleep and do the things humans must do if only for one night. Aziraphale can help with the eating bit, at least.

A cozy, sweet evening with tea, drinks, food, poems, and warm blankets.

love in its disrepute by Flavortext (G)

Aziraphale prefers not to sleep. Some nights he will find a comfortable position in an armchair and do his best to sit quietly, and he could even be persuaded to admit he might doze, but usually, he is able to busy himself doing one thing or another during the hours that the rest of the world takes to rest. Which is why, when he comes back to himself with his cheek pressed into the pages of a book, his desk lamp glaring into his eyes, he nearly falls out of his chair.

The powers of heaven and hell elect to leave their rebellious representatives powerless and on their own in the wake of the Not-Apocalypse. It might just be the final freedom they need to build something new...there's just a few hurdles of mortal life in the way.

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"crowley never deserved to fall"

to

"heaven never deserved crowley"

because crowley couldn't be himself and not fall. there is no possible version of angel crowley who is also aziraphale's crowley. someone as openly curious and compassionate as the starmaker was never going to last in heaven by design.

To Finally Begin

Aziraphale/Crowley | 8.5K words | Rated M

On a seemingly average day at their South Downs cottage, Aziraphale and Crowley get some unexpected visitors who have been away from Earth for some time … and have a strong desire for hot chocolate. Forty years earlier, Crowley surprised Aziraphale with a trip to the coast—where a lovely house was newly on the market. Shortly after moving in, they met their new neighbors: a married couple named Dottie and Sadie. The two women innocently assumed that Aziraphale and Crowley were also married, which made things interesting. Because they hadn't actually talked about that yet.

#post-canon, south downs cottage, weddings, first time, moving in together, domestic fluff, light angst, flashbacks, humor

Aziraphale/Crowley | 18K words | M

Aziraphale had watched Crowley walk away, watched the door close behind him. All that remained was the peculiar tingle lingering on Aziraphale’s lips. But then, Crowley came back inside. What had changed his mind? Aziraphale never got the chance to ask. Moments later, the two of them were on the elevator with the Metatron. Aziraphale remembered it clearly as the last time he was truly happy. Canon divergence where Crowley agreed to return to Heaven with Aziraphale, only for Crowley's memory to be wiped immediately as part of his "second chance" at being an angel.

#heavy angst with a happy ending #temporary amnesia #canon divergence #post-s2 #reunions