Crowley and Aziraphale were out for a picnic. Crowley looked at his cell as it lit up with a text notification. He briefly read it and let out a sigh.
"Fuck me." He started to text back.
"If you want..." Aziraphale stated bluntly, smirking as Crowley's face reddened.
"That was not an invitation." He glared back, face still colored like a tomato.
"Hmm? It sounded like one."
"Shut up." Crowley shifted and turned away from the angel.
"What?" Aziraphale raised an eyebrow. "Are you embarrassed?" He teased. Crowley decided to stay quiet. "The silent treatment? Really?" Aziraphale leaned his head onto Crowley's shoulder.
"I hate you." Crowley huffed.
"I love you too."
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Ineffable Husbands Oneshots
FanfictionJust a bunch of oneshots with ineffable husbands and a pinch of ineffable bureaucracy. Contains: Fluff Angst Maybe a smutshot or two Some crack And lots of Ineffable husbands *Updates will be irregular
