#technially this is part of a fic chapter but i have no restraint

[lineffability]

yvyhvsxhvcyh i was thinking of aziraphale and crowley talking about jesus and----

“I mean, you did make his acquaintance. You knew him quite well, in fact, if I remember correctly.”

“He was a good bloke,” Crowley said, grinning. 

“Naturally. He is the Son of God, Christ, Messiah, the Lord and Saviour, the Alpha and Omega, the Prince of Peace–” Aziraphale might have went on, if Crowley hadn’t nonchalantly interjected, a glint in his eyes.

“One time we got so drunk that he passed out on the main street, right in front of the door to our lodging.”

“Um.”

“Had to drag him inside. And when we were back in Jerusalem, we–and I want to stress that it was his idea– we conned people on the street, me stealing wallets and jewelry and Yeshua catching me red-handed, bagging the rewards. I believe they still call this con the ‘False Good Samaritan’ nowadays. In the evenings, we’d always have a nice place to stay and a proper feast. Ah, good times!”

Crowley, indulging in reminiscences, did not catch the look on Aziraphale’s face. It was not scandal, not even annoyance, no– it did not take a schooled eye to identify it simply as jealousy, repressed. The angel lifted his nose. 

“Well, I’m glad you had fun.” He exhaled, letting go of the unpleasant emotion. With one look at Crowley, his features softened. “No true harm done, I would assume, knowing you. I mean, knowing Jesus. Er, well, I didn’t know Jesus, unfortunately, but you know what I mean. I would assume he was an upright fellow, if it came down to it. I mean, I’m sure– I know he was.”

“He was a bastard.”

“Technically, that is correct. However, I would object to you calling Jesus Christ–”

#good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley x aziraphale #gsakagvka< i'm having too much fun #jfc #J F C #Jesus (Good Omens) #fucking christ #technially this is part of a fic chapter but i have no restraint #HAVE IT #my omens #sneakpeek