puzzleprompts | Serve Warm : Good Omens : 9 prompts

Title Serve Warm

Author pony_express

Fandom/Universe Good Omens

Characters/Pairings Crowley / Aziraphale

Rating/Warnings/Genre G / Fluff

Length Drabble- 295 words

Notes/Summary, Aziraphale attemps to make crepes.

Prompts - 9

Creature Feature: Celestial Being - Angels and Demons

Cosmic Constant: Autumnal Equinox - mentioned direct

Random Object: Stairs - mentioned direct

Sight: obscured - dim lighting

Sound: music - Batch is playing

Smell: something cooking or burning - Aziraphale is cooking / burning crepes.

Taste: sweet - crepes with chocolate taste sweet

Touch: warm - crepes are best served warm

Emotion: awe - Crowley's feeling throughout.

When Crowley arrived at the bookstore, it’s late, and he considers, albeit briefly, not to call on Aziraphale, however he notes lights on inside and is sure he can hear music.

Inside the dimly-lit bookstore, Crowley calls out to his best friend. It’s around the September equinox, and the poor lighting downstairs is not helping.

Crowley could smell burning, and decided to follow that smell upstairs where he found his best friend, trying and failing to make. . .

“What are you doing?”

“Ah! Crowley?” Aziraphale drops the pan in surprise.

“The lights were on, and I could hear Batch,” Crowley began to explain.

“Crepes!” Aziraphale offered.

Crowley smiled brightly at his Angel, and swung about himself as an idea formed. He stuck his tongue out and then asked;

“Let me tempt you. . .”

Aziraphale’s face fell, “I wanted to make some myself” he said slowly.

Crowley looked at his angel, face all fallen and looking very cute. He was in awe of Aziraphale’s desire to make crepes himself. He picked up the cooking book Angel was following and grinned,

“Where are you up too?” he asked.

“Crowley?” It took him a few seconds to keep up. . . He then smiled and the two began working on the crepes.

“Best eaten warm!” Aziraphale smiled when they started to look more like crepes. Crowley could only smile as Aziraphale set to work filling the crepes with chocolate. The warm crepes melted the chocolate, the same way Crowley felt melting looking at Aziraphale in this way.

“Crepe?” Aziraphale asked brightly.

“Don’t mind if I do,” smiled Crowley has he took one. It was smooth and warm and just as soft and sweet as Aziraphale.

“What did you want anyway?”

“Hmm? Oh, I. . . I. . . Doesn’t matter now” Crowley said feeling totally content!